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[robinpenn]

Here I find myself heading down to our kitchen, and I pass by the room where our computer is kept. I see it still turned on, so I walk in and sit down in front of it. I didn't mean to log online. My intention was only to walk down and get a glass of water. We had been busy as of late in Cannes, and it is lovely to be home again. Home in our bed

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[spenn]

I feel somewhat boyish right now as I cannot decide to cry or laugh with small butterflies in my stomach. I wish my words could do how I feel for you justice, but I know they never will. I haven't heard it, it sounds beautiful. Actually, our daughter recently has introduced me to a new band, and as I listened to it last night, I thought of you. Maybe these lyrics can speak what I am unable to.
And how can i stand here with you
and not be moved by you
Would you tell me how could it be
any better than this

You calm the storms and you give me rest
You hold me in your hands
You won't let me fall
You still my heart
And you take my breath away
Would you take me in, take me deeper now

[robinpenn]

you don't need words to show me how you feel. We've never needed words. In all the years we've been together, we've always been able to communicate with more than words. You show me each and every day how much you love me. I only hope that I show you the same. I saw you dropped a comment on Miss Foster's entry as well. The thought of the days I know we will have to spend apart due to filming or promotion for up-coming projects tear at my heart. I really do hope you keep this journal up.
You're still the one I run to
The one that I belong to
You're still the one I want for life
You're still the one that I love
The only one I dream of
You're still the one I kiss good night

[spenn]

That new default icon is stunning.

[robinpenn]

Thank you, my love.