The music plays through our kitchen in the early morning and we can’t help but sing along together. I dance around silly and he laughs. It’s peaceful. Perfect. It feels like him and I are exactly where we’re ment to be. In this kitchen, in this moment, together. As the song ends he tells me that he loves me. I don’t just hear it, I can feel it as he says those words and my heart gallops as I tell him the same. He turns to me with that smile and his warm brown eyes and nothing else could ever compare to our forever.