I love taking care of you.
I love giving you the first bite of my food.
I love walking a little slower so we can stay side by side.
I love holding your place in line so you can sit and rest.
I love swapping plates if mine looks better than yours, or switching places if the sun is in your eyes.
I love warming your hand in mine, in my pocket, when it’s cold.
I love leaving you notes about the important things you absolutely didn’t want to forget.
I love leaving an umbrella by the door for you if I know it will rain.
I love carrying your bag, your coat, or your shoes after a long day in heels.
I love peeling fruit for you so you can just enjoy it.
I love taking photos of things I know will make you smile.
I love covering you while you sleep, even if you take up all the space in the bed.
I love cutting your food into bite-sized pieces and blowing on it to cool it before feeding it to you.
I love fixing things before you even notice they’re broken.
I love helping you dry and brush your hair.
I love stopping whatever I’m doing to get you whatever you need.
I’ll always prioritize your well-being over mine and everything else…
Because I love you.
Someone said no to aftercare and I just wanna say if you have any type of k!nky/ro*gh s*x and you don’t make sure the other person is okay afterwards you’re a piece of shit, thanks for coming to my TEDtalk