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Summary: Sometimes all she can think to say is thank you, and all he can hope to do is offer her the same sentiment in return.
*Author’s Note*: Another cheesy little piece, this time even more abstract than some of the others, I think. I know my writing has always had a focus on describing emotion more than anything, and I worry that can get boring to read over and over again, so believe it or not I have actually tried shaking up my style a bit, but…inevitably it almost always ends up coming back to stuff like this. I just can’t think of any better way to communicate my love! Oh well, I’m sure with time better ideas will come. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy!
Sometimes she wished she could think of a way to thank him properly. It was a fruitless endeavor, one that almost always strung her along until she found herself going around in circles yet again. He’d already made a habit of always telling her that she did enough, that there wasn’t anything left to say, that he didn’t need anything else. But regardless of whether or not he needed it, she wanted to be able to give him something comparable to all he’d given her. He’d often tell her that she did more than he deserved just by offering him her love, and although hearing such words brought a fleeting sense of peace to her restless heart, she still couldn’t help questioning that judgement. On the flip side, she also couldn’t doubt it.
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Summary: Sometimes all she can think to say is thank you, and all he can hope to do is offer her the same sentiment in return.
*Author’s Note*: Another cheesy little piece, this time even more abstract than some of the others, I think. I know my writing has always had a focus on describing emotion more than anything, and I worry that can get boring to read over and over again, so believe it or not I have actually tried shaking up my style a bit, but…inevitably it almost always ends up coming back to stuff like this. I just can’t think of any better way to communicate my love! Oh well, I’m sure with time better ideas will come. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy!
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Sometimes she wished she could think of a way to thank him properly. It was a fruitless endeavor, one that almost always strung her along until she found herself going around in circles yet again. He’d already made a habit of always telling her that she did enough, that there wasn’t anything left to say, that he didn’t need anything else. But regardless of whether or not he needed it, she wanted to be able to give him something comparable to all he’d given her. He’d often tell her that she did more than he deserved just by offering him her love, and although hearing such words brought a fleeting sense of peace to her restless heart, she still couldn’t help questioning that judgement. On the flip side, she also couldn’t doubt it.
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