Bubz

I thank God for my boyfriend. He (and he) both know how scared I am…they’re both so patient with me. I am scared of messing up. What if I pull a painful stunt on him, like the stunts that have been pulled on me?

My love has always been a rushing tide of wild power, and now I’ve fought so much that on some days it’s more of a leaky faucet that’s growing louder and louder. It’s faulty, but although the sound may be annoying, it’s alive.

I thank God for my boyfriend. He (and he) both know how scared I am…they’re both so patient with me.

Cordially,

Luce