power of love..

sounds as corny as it can get but i had an overwhelming feeling of it last night. im not sure exactly how it came about but i think what triggered it was when he said hey we did it on those couches.. something about it.. like almost felt like remember all that first fresh love...? then we were just us again. i wasnt mad and he was nice and tender. then we came home and it just felt great i wanted to hold him and not let go. he said something dont remember what but had it been anyother day i would have been infuriated.. but i didnt even flinch i just wanted to love him regardless. it felt really good. i wish i could find that feeling when things get rough... it softens me. keeps me nice and tame. allows me patience.