I’ll take out the trash, and you can close the lid on the toilet seat when I inevitably leave it up. I won’t even be mad at you when you yell at me about it. You’ll water the plants because they’ll die if I touch them, and I’ll mow the lawn. You’ll decorate the house, and I’ll hang things on the wall.” I brace my arms on either side of the counter behind her, pressing our bodies together. Her eyes are wide, chest heaving, as she looks at me. I let myself melt into her warmth. “We’ll figure it out each day. We’ll keep growing together. We’ll change, we’ll fight, and we’ll have hard days, and
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