In our cottage, we will have a lot of books. Old ones and new ones. You’ll read out loud to me often, by the fire as I drink my tea. Sometimes I’ll listen to the words and other times I’ll just listen to the sound of your voice that I love so much. Each morning, I’ll make you breakfast and kiss you awake. Just us.
We’ll watch the sunsets and spend nights beneath the stars on soft blankets, my head on your chest and your arms around me.
Submitted by domelise.
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