© 2012 Aaron Atkinson

Love Hurts

The other day I raked the fallen, yellow leaves from the maple tree in my backyard. Once I finished, a blister grew at the base of my ring finger – obviously caused by friction from my wedding ring and rake handle.

I lamented to Laura.

“Love hurts, babe,” she replied.

Truer words have never been spoken.

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