An Arcane Scrapbook Collection

DWC /// Day 30 - I'm glad I waited for you

To think we met by accident. All those years ago in the woods. Somehow fate aligned our paths and we stumbled into each other when we both escaped into the night to cry where no one else would see us.

It's strange to imagine what would've happened hadn't I invited him for that late night drink. Not that I want to imagine what it would be like. I'm glad I was sleep deprived enough to ask.

Because those few moments of courage lead to the most beautiful friendship I ever could've ever hoped for. And that friendship eventually morphed into something else... something more.

Love.

It all happened so naturally... It felt so comfortable, so right. We moved in together around Christmas time, spending all the cold days snuggled up together under blankets. Oh the nights we spent, watching movies and goofing around.

By Springtime the next year it happened. One early evening, when we sat on the floor by the window, our legs tangled together and our hands kept warm by the cup of cocoa we held as we talked the hours away, watching the sunset and the moonrise.

And I... just asked.

He wasn't even shocked to hear it. He just looked at me and smiled.

Like it was the most normal thing in the world. Being with him was that comfortable.

We weren't in any rush though. We took our time to sort things out, and make things work. The only condition I had was to get married in Spring. We met in Spring, we got engaged in Spring. We were getting married in Spring. No matter what.

And eventually that day came. A beautiful Spring day, sun bright, breeze gentle and flowers adorning every bush and tree in the garden. He walked with me down the aisle, not wanting me to feel lonely, though I know it was because he was nervous.

But I gladly took those extra moments with him. Able to whisper sweet nothings to him as we watched the faces of every loved one pass us by until we reached the altar.

I don't even remember what the priest had said throughout any of it. All I remember was looking into his eyes. Remembering every time I had done so up to this moment. From the first time in the forest, to every coffee date, to every chat into the late hours of the night.

And now, I would get to see those eyes every day, for the rest of my days. Eyes to collect memories we could later share with children of our own.

We danced the night away, the people around us faded into just blurs as we twirled in each other's embrace into the latest hours of the night, only to collapse in each other's arms on the couch at dawn. I remember we slept way past midday.

It was so magical.

That first morning as husband and wife. When I looked into his eyes. Knowing we would stay this way forever. Knowing just how lucky I was.

And that magical feeling didn't fade. Years later, I still wake up feeling the exact same way. I turn over and there he is. Sound asleep beside me, a peaceful look on his face. The sun casting shifting patterns onto the room, some dancing on his features.

I take his hand and hold it close to my heart, letting him feel the heart that beats to the rhythm of his. It's a gentle rhythm, like that of a love song you can slow dance to in the birth of twilight.

This usually awakens him and he turns over only to snuggle close to me, our legs tangling with each other under and in between the sheets as our fingers intertwine, fitting perfectly together, like pieces of the same puzzle.

"I love you..." I whisper softly, resting my head against his as we slowly drift back into a quiet slumber, peacefully dreaming away the earliest hours of the morning. Knowing, that we're safe, together, and in love. 

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Musical prompt!! I was given a song and had to write a piece inspired by it~ <3