Day: May 17, 2019
Adore (235)
I adore my friend. And I adore how sometimes when I ask her if she loves me (because I’m little, because I need her to say it, confirm it, so I can believe it), she’ll sometimes say she adores me.
“Do you still love me?” ….. “I adore you”.
Such a small little difference, but it makes my heart feel big and full. Makes me want to hug her really tight.
Guess what? I adore her too.