Sunday evenings we’d come home from church, where we’d spent more time passing notes than listening about Jesus. I’d eat toast to save time before curfew and you’d let me pick what show to watch because you’d spend it watching me anyways.
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Urgh…that’s just romantic simplicity. Perfectly captured! Beautiful ❤❤
It’s the little things
it is and my oh my aren’t they beautiful ❤
Awwww I love this.