I see you. I will be careful with the places that hurt.
Regrets are the most useless form of guilt. They always arrive too late to do any good.
This was what she needed… the quiet turning to the other in the middle of the night, the wordless meeting of lips, skin, breath. The trust, unfurling one pale petal at a time, that he would be there.
I do love you. I think you know that, but just in case...I love you.
Uh - do you want to do it outside? "Frequently. Oh, you meant the wedding. That, too.
Bleeding isn't optional for most of us.