He never kisses me hello or goodbye.
He never tells me I'm beaufield of that he loves me.
He does;
pour my wine, open my medicine, and gets me a glass of water at 4am.
He knows how I like my sandwiches cut and he learns to play my favorite songs.
Is that love?
Or is it the least he can do?
Feb 22, 2016
Feb 22, 2016 at 12:40 PM UTC
He never kisses me hello or goodbye.
He never tells me I'm beaufield of that he loves me.
He does;
pour my wine, open my medicine, and gets me a glass of water at 4am.
He knows how I like my sandwiches cut and he learns to play my favorite songs.
Is that love?
Or is it the least he can do?
