Never settle for anything less than that tingly, breathless feeling. Life’s too short to love anyone less than passionately.
So there I was ordering the perfect cake for my mums big birthday. She was 50. Although she has refused on many occasions to be called 50.
I picked up the said cake and at a quick glance everything seemed fine:
Happy 50th birthday Mum
I thought it said.
On the way home the excitement of having a cake on my lap, uneaten, was too much to bare, so I took a little peak.
I think I…
And for those moments it’s me and him and nothing else matters. No one exists but…us.
And I’m looking in his eyes pleading for this to be reality and as we settle for one of our cuddles I feel completely consumed. Utterly swallowed up. Sucked in.
And when we fall about laughing at a past memory our laughs come together and make the greatest sound of happiness that I’ll ever hear.
And then there’s…