or

i've been at a loss for words lately.

perhaps i have them and it is the redundant nature of them that irks me.

or at least my lack of creativity, at the moment,

or all together...

or simply just my indecisiveness. 

nevertheless i have never felt more in love.

certainly the butterflies of love fly around crazily at times whereas other times they just rest.

right now they can't stop flapping their wings.

each new day i find more ways to appreciate chad.

i am one lucky girl.

i am loved.

suggested

there was a red barn way off to the left

it was a rusty color

some of the wood was cracked

it had been there much longer than either of us knew

there were shrubs around it

my first glance was quick

the barn almost faded behind the small hill in front,

now green with the arrival of spring.

if i squinted, i could see the barn better

to many of those who passed by 

the barn had been forgotten

its appearance suggested at least that much

you reminded me

that although we often missed it

someone

somewhere

knew it well

and loved

that red barn way off to the left