Moonlight Serenade by Glenn Miller except playing in your remote cabin in the middle of the woods around midnight, where your fire is slowly dying and there’s a storm rolling over in the distant mountains.
can’t wait to live in a stone cottage with the love of my life whilst we sit in front of the blazing fire with our dogs n cats drinking hot chocolate and snuggling in each other’s arms under several blankets
I’m daydreaming of the day when we can live together in our own little place - our home. Full of soft lights and fuzzy blankets, full of warm hugs and deep kisses, full of good days and rough days. Every day will be perfect because you, my love, will be in it.
