I never confuse romantic or platonic love. It either is or isn't. Ask me and I'll tell you which it is. I write no substitution trying to exclaim a different story. That would deny me the opportunity of having found love, being vulnerable to it and enjoying every minute of it. The best love is the one where his presence brings comfort and his absence creates a longing for his return. Three's a company for these type feelings, that's why the vow is between the two. Sure family is an extension but don't put love through hell trying to discover something the two knew was already there...
His love is the fresh breeze in the summer's air, a beautiful blanket of warmth during a cold winter morn. Yeah that's what is. I suppose I should ask him his description. And yes, you should have kissed me when you had the chance instead of making me wait all this long :-)
A short story in the making or a love story... I don't know you tell me?
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