How many kilobytes can your heart hold?
I want a family man for a husband. He’s someone who gets married not just for the sake of getting married, settling down, and being with the lady he loves. He gets married because he wants to start a family. He doesn’t just want to be a husband — he wants to be a father, too.
*thinking out loud*
Promise me there will be days when we just lay in bed all day and hold each other; I’m sincerely looking forward to my head rising and falling with the movement of your chest.
:)
I often get caught up in the thought of you: the way you’ll look, the way you’ll kiss me goodnight, the way you’ll act when you’re upset with me. But then I am brought back down to earth and realize I must focus on the events at this moment. Because these moments are the ones preparing me to be the best wife I can be for you.
I can’t wait for the day you look at me and say, “Let’s go home.”
I don’t know him yet, but I will give it to him on our first night as a married couple. :)
Sometimes, I find myself having difficulty falling asleep because I think too much. Lately, I’ve been wondering if I made the right decisions. If I made the right choice, then why do I feel this big hole in my chest? Why do I think about it everyday, wondering about the “what if’s”? I can’t say that I’m truly happy about what I did, but this is what I think is right.
Will I regret this in the future?
We never recover until we forgive.
Forgiveness does not change the past,
But it does enlarge the future.
