Ordinary 

There are some things in this world, in your world too, that make miracles seem like the regular. And then there are things. Moments like gold. Like energy. And when I loved you. When I love you. I always love you. But when we loved each other. When it wasn’t miracles. When it was breathing. Slow and steady. Haphazardous. Fast and chest contorting. That’s when I knew miracles were ordinary. And you were. You are. Damn you really are. Extraordinary. 

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