I sigh and look into his eyes. I think for a second before I gasp and my eye go wide. "I have to get your ring." I say. I slide out of his arms and grab my purse. I scurry around the room, trying to find my shoes.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
I smile and twirl around. I close my eyes and stumble over my own feet. He catches me and I open my eyes. I laugh and kiss him. "Alway there to catch me when I fall." I say.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
We walk out on to the shore again. Just yesterday I left crying and it feels like forever ago. We walk into a store and I make him sit in the chair. I pick out a few and and bring them over to him. "Close your eyes." I say. "Please."
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
I put each on his hand and they are either too big or too small. I grunt and take them back. I do the same process again and again. I then go back and sigh. My eyes stummbles upon the perfect one. I get it and bring it over to him, praying it fits.
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh