To put his truths on the table, for my benefit. To put my needs and worries above his own, is just another one of the multitude of reasons as to why I love him. And I do. The hows and whys don’t matter to me anymore. All I know is I’m irrefutably in love with Deacon Sutton, and for the first time in a long time, the idea of that doesn’t scare me. I feel hope. I feel promise. From the boy who lost his way, not once, not twice, but three times, I finally feel like I’m home.
