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This is dancing in the kitchen, flour everywhere, frosting on your nose, dishes scattered across the counter left forgotten, your head on his shoulder, swaying softly, eyes closed, just listening to his heart beat. This is walking through a park, talking about the most random things, sometimes just walking in silence, enjoying each others presence, the leaves starting to fall at the end of summer. This is seeing him for the first time, meeting his eyes from across the room. His eyes. That’s what you fell in love with first, his beautiful soft grey eyes. He smiled at you, you smiled back, you keep making awkward eye contact until he finally walks up and asks you to dance. Dancing. Always dancing… this is the doors opening to see the both sides of the aisle overflowing with your family and friends, he’s standing at the alter with the priest, tears in his eyes. His eyes… you love his eyes. This is “I do” and every moment leading up to it. This is every moment after, the slow mornings, the late nights, the arguments, the new house, the nights spent staring into his eyes and dancing in the kitchen. This is 2 pink lines, tears in the bathroom, hospital visits, a sweet baby girl in her brand new crib he just finished building yesterday. This is swaying in the kitchen, baby in your arms as you rummage through the fridge, he’s watching you from the counter. His beautiful eyes, so full of admiration for his girls. You’ve always loved those eyes… this is what this song is. This is love ❤️
2026-07-05 23:14:35