Slow Love pt. 2

 I didn't realize how right I was about the beauty of slow love.

I almost let him go.

Six months is a long time.

I almost gave up.

But,

there was a voice.

It was the only voice 

that could break through the silence,

a voice that said

"Love him."

Okay.

I will love him every day.

-Emma Lancaster

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