It’s not that I don’t cherish every moment we’re together. It’s not that I am not thankful for your every breath. It’s not that my heart doesn’t melt every time your eyes meet mine.
But it’s when I cradle you in my arms like this, that magic happens. The world is blocked out. Time comes to a standstill. And when our eyes meet in that fleeting moment that seems to linger for a lifetime, we are one.
You and me.
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