Sentiments

Sometimes I forget that I'm married.

I forget that Trav chooses to love me everyday.
That he chooses to put up with me regardless of how many times I grab his bum in public.

I forget how lucky I am to have a star eyed boy whistle every time I walk into a room.

Sometimes, when I'm really upset. He'll began to respond only to interrupt himself: "Oh, wait. How would a girl respond...?" and then he would start talking like a girl with too much gossip to share. It makes me laugh. And sometimes more upset.

But he tries.
And he'll always try.
Because he chooses to love me.

I'm a lucky girl.