You Know It’s Going to Be Ok, Right?

said my loving robb across the table from me at a restaurant the other night after an especially bad couple of days.

why, when he says it, it gives me this huge rush of relief, i don’t know. but he’s always had that effect on me.

soothing and healing like salve.

like butt paste for the soul.


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