It’s that particular morning of one of those simple, uncomplicated beautiful mornings when you stumble upon that certain charmed life that you have always hoped for yourself since your fairytale years…
The bed has never been too comfy, the morning sunlight has never been any brighter, and the coffee has never been better. And you have never felt more radiant than today, the very moment you see him smile at you, kiss you on the tip of your nose and whispers, “good morning, I love you…”
Those quiet moments you spend in the kitchen, preparing breakfast, both smiling at each other and smiling to yourselves at the same time. And you start to wonder what exactly is on his mind, and you start thinking to yourself: “God, I love this man…” And while you’re head is slightly bent down as you’re busy slicing the bread, he tilts your chin with the tip of his finger, lightly kisses your lips and whispers yet again, “I love you.”
Now you know just what exactly is on his mind. And then again, it’s not as if there’s no other way of telling, huh? You just keep smiling quietly, to yourself and back at him. You knew, you know, and you’ve always known. And for once, you’re peaceful, calmed and serene. There is absolutely no doubt about it. And you’re sure that he knows of the exact same thing.






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