The gift of time, effort, and quality is love.
Intimate sincerity landing softly in the heart.
I’m not receiving what you think you’re giving.
Maybe you don’t understand what love is?
Maybe I don’t know how to receive it?
Maybe I expect too much?
Maybe you don’t give enough?
Maybe I was wrong?
I Write Her 
Hi there Susi ,Great piece ,it got me thinking , maybes are often the answers we don’t want an answer to when we still have hope ,maybe ? lol . kindest regards bg 🙂😎🙂
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Hi BG! Thank you for your kind words. Yes, agreed, that’s why I say “Maybe I was wrong?” Relationships are so fraught with tip-toeing delicately at times. It’s always a hope that it works out. 🙂
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your right on the dollar there Susi. Kindest regards bg 🙂😎
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🙂 Thanks for stopping by!
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Thank you! I’m glad you enjoyed it. 🙂
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The maybes have no end! Sigh!
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And maybe they do! 😉
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