I long to feel such assurance of knowing that tomorrow, as we both wake up and the world suddenly becomes gloom, the thought of breaking our vows would simply never exist for us.
Of making Him as our sole center, we embrace that all His answers - in whatever form, is always for the good.
If words were pilfered from lips for aeons, we would still have that familiar warmth and groundwork we amorously and painstakingly built over the years. Some were such inane words - tousled together at the back of our minds to complete such a moment.
Laying side by side, gazing eye to eye without such sounds, not murmurs - yet, somehow we still comprehend one another. Seven years and ten months, we have learned a lot from each other. We have become each other’s teacher.
The times spent to teach ourselves, learn each other, study our feelings, memorize our actions - we have grown to know each other by heart.
