i flipped through my photos of him. of me. of us together. the beauty and peace. the love an adoration.

it was a simple human mistake. he was stressed. i was impatient. forgiven i was. and i will forgive myself for being human.

the photos dissolved the intense churning of wheels.
even just to see pictures of his face brings me joy.
a relief.
*dreamy sigh*
i shouldn't be so hard on myself....
that's okay. mon ange is so sweet and easy on me.
we je t'aime mon ange!
certainly. deeply. always.

i know lay down to dream of his warm arms wrapping me in protection. even from myself.

le plus doux des rêves mon ange.
je rêve chaque nuit que je suis dans des vos bras affectueux.
*un baiser tendre bonne nuit, mon ange*