A.E.

We love to cook together and for each other.

We can’t make everyone happy,

We did what’s best for us.

I’d fight your mama over you.”

We crack up, but we also know we’d go to war for each other. And that’s love.

Is it really freedom if you’re fucking lonely, though?”

I can guarantee you, no one sees you as fucked up.” I lean against the counter next to him. “That’s just a lie you told yourself.”

“Yeah, but I want everyone to know we’re having a baby.” He pulls me onto his lap.