white lies for the soul
Last night, after I got upset the day before with *Gallant for reasons beyond his control (ie Why have you not [insert romantic action here] since we've got together? You're not done *courting me, mister!), he soothes me with complete, blatant, utter white lies.
It was me acting up, I'll admit (and I have apologized). I wanted to pick a *fight because poor me was stressed. *Gallant was kind enough to literally stand there and take it. Really, the man has done what a good boyfriend should (but this *damsel always asks for more).
It was obvious that both of us know the white lies attached to his sentences. One can say they have the equal worth of *sweet nothings* in a relationship.
Yet, it was what I needed to hear. Irrational emotional quandaries given irrational reasoning.
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