Miss G

Y o u r   c o m m i t m e n t   t o   e a c h   o t h e r   i s   a n   i n s p i r a t i o n .   Y o u r   l o v e,   y o u r   d e v o t i o n …   i t ’ s   u n w a v e r i n g .   Y o u   a r e n ’ t   s w a y e d   b y   a n y t h i n g   l i f e   p u t s   i n   y o u r   p a t h .   W h e n   p e o p l e   t a l k   a b o u t   m a r r i a g e,   t h i s   i s   e x a c t l y   w h a t   t h e y   o u g h t a   h a v e   i n   m i n d .


Let’s just talk about this small moment right here. It’s so simple, okay? It’s easy, it’s like a habit, as though they’d been doing this their entire lives when in reality it’s only been three quiet but incredibly special weeks. It’s comfort, it’s home, it’s them. He stops what he’s doing, steadies his hands and turns his head, because she’s there, she’s home, she’s with him; where he always wanted her, and where he needs her. He forgets about the dinner he’s supposed be making when he feels her arms wrap around his torso, head pressed to his back and eyes shut tight. He’s used to this, to her constant need to be near him, to be touching him, to stand beside him. He’s grown accustomed to it. He enjoys it, and loves it, he lives for it. He lives for little moments like this. Little fragments of time when it’s just the two of them alone, not having to worry about anyone judging them for deciding to be happy, for wanting to spend eternity with each other, for starting their own forever. It’s their choice, it’s their secret little marriage bubble that they’re living in, and it’s each other’s bodies that they’ll be comforting every night as they fall asleep and every morning when they wake. He’s used to this; to a small but delicate smile working it’s way onto his lips with a simple ‘hi’ when he knows she’s there, she’s home, she’s with him; she is his. She’s where he wants her, where he’s always needed her to be.

Let’s just talk about this small moment right here. It’s so simple, okay? It’s easy, it’s like a habit, as though they’d been doing this their entire lives when in reality it’s only been three quiet but incredibly special weeks. It’s comfort, it’s home, it’s them. He stops what he’s doing, steadies his hands and turns his head, because she’s there, she’s home, she’s with him; where he always wanted her, and where he needs her. He forgets about the dinner he’s supposed be making when he feels her arms wrap around his torso, head pressed to his back and eyes shut tight. He’s used to this, to her constant need to be near him, to be touching him, to stand beside him. He’s grown accustomed to it. He enjoys it, and loves it, he lives for it. He lives for little moments like this. Little fragments of time when it’s just the two of them alone, not having to worry about anyone judging them for deciding to be happy, for wanting to spend eternity with each other, for starting their own forever. It’s their choice, it’s their secret little marriage bubble that they’re living in, and it’s each other’s bodies that they’ll be comforting every night as they fall asleep and every morning when they wake. He’s used to this; to a small but delicate smile working it’s way onto his lips with a simple ‘hi’ when he knows she’s there, she’s home, she’s with him; she is his. She’s where he wants her, where he’s always needed her to be.

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