Small Moments

Oh love, it was such a small thing…

The way our personal space bubbles, already compressed by the crowd we were navigating through, seemed to coalesce and bond into one single entity, such that there was no need or even want for space between us…

My beautiful, sweet love… every touch is electric, even the small ones… every time our shoulders bumped, or our arms brushed past each other… the touches may have been incidental, but they were so comfortable. Neither of us shying away, neither one of us worrying the least bit about it. Natural.

So, yes… it was a small thing, tiny even… but my love, my gorgeous, sweet, wonderful love…

It sure seems that you and me? We're building the most beautiful mountain out of billions of those tiny moments. Laying a rock solid foundation for the bigger moments, when they come. Building our relationship, layer-by-layer. Olympus Mons has nothing on the mountain you and I are building, love.

And I can't wait to see the view from the top. There'll be no helping it… it'll be the most beautiful sight in the world, given that you'll be standing right there with me.

God, I love you, ⭐️. More than I could ever hope to put into words.

I am yours.