Waking up, after a night in the woods, I am groggy and cranky because there's no shower, no hope of one any time soon. We have pine needles in our hair. I have morning breath, and am struggling out of sleep and uncertain if I can actually live without hot water, or a comfortable bed. And then, a kiss, laughter.
And the knowledge that even now, I love you. I couldn't imagine anyone more perfect than you.
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