Perfection

It’s the perfect weekend. The perfect weekend to stay in bed. With short breaks of going to the terrace and gawk at the stormy weather.

Perfect weekend to be with you in our bed enjoying every inch of our bodies. No worries, no work, no fighting, no sadness. Just each other’s company and kind, meaningful words.

No hurrying to make the little time we have count. No looking at the time to see if we can do that one extra thing. No calculating what we can do and still get enough hours of sleep.

Just you and me.

Thoughts?

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