Man, I think my future husband woo boo has a women in his life right now, he looking all giddy in his pictures instead of his moody self. But y'all better know that may be his love right now but I'm gonna be his last. Just sayin..;)
I always have visions of my future husband slowly walking around our living room cradling our child, while listening to some reggae or soul and I’m peacefully going back to sleep, feeling vulnerable but reassured that I’m safe, because we’re a team and I know he’s got us.
And then there was MUTUAL PINING and secretive glances and gazes held a few seconds too long, accidental brushes of the hand, some huge dramatic scene where everything comes to a head, emotions too big for human bodies to contain, and PASSIONATE KISSING. Aww yis.
*frantically scooping buckets of feelings out of my body and screaming*