#perfectlife

Hoy organizó un picnic para ambos, cocinó comida deliciosa, consiguió un montón de cosas bonitas como la canasta, una manta hermosa, cojines cómodos y un hermoso lugar junto al lago. 🧺💐

Comimos juntos, platicamos, disfrutamos el mundo, descansamos, nos recostamos, trenzo su cabello con florecitas y él besa mis manitas. 🌾🌷

Amo mi vida. Es tan tranquila y relajada. Amo ser quien soy y amo mi mundo.

Las aves, las flores, el pasto, uvas, fresas, amor, el sol, las nubes, el lago, el calor.

Todo está bien.~✨

After a long day at work they were both exhausted and fast a sleep now. She got thirsty and grabbed the bottle from the side table, after taking a few sips she checked the time and was glad to see it was only 3:30 am, more time to rest she thought laying back down facing towards him. 

She smiled and rested her hand on his chest. After a few minutes she tried to slide her hand away in order to turn on her other side, when he grabbed her hand and turned on his other side pulling her with him, she was shocked but in a good way. She tried to make sure if he was actually asleep, by trying to move her held hand. to which he responded by holding it close to his heart and was gently snoring a few seconds later, which confirmed to her that he was actually sleeping.

Now she was spooning him which was adorable for her.

She fell back asleep in that position. And in the morning she told him what had happened, to which he blushed and hugged her tightly. 

Timing, this vague word, that we all heard before that “this is not the perfect time” we say this to heal our souls after being rejected from your dream job, after finding that the perfect guy that you always wanted to be with has a girlfriend, when you fail to follow your passion and start your own business. so you just said that this is not the perfect time. But I always wonder when will be the perfect time for me? people say late better than never but I say that the certainty of never is much better than that doubtful late, because there is no guarantee on earth that this perfect job will still be that perfect when it comes late or that my dreams to be with this perfect guy fades after a while. what if we lost interest in all these things that we thought would be perfect for our lives.