When Dave and I were at Jeremy's last weekend, we were standing in the breakfast area together with my arms wrapped around him and crossed over his chest. I happened to look to my right, and there was a buffet against the wall with a mirror on it.
Me: Look at us in the mirror.
Dave: Yeah.
Me: Stay right there! Don't move! I have to go grab my camera!
I was racking my brain for a great song to go along with this photo. I found this one, and listened to it 27 times in a row while I was editing photos.
When the skies are grey and all the doors are closing
And the rising pressure makes it hard to breathe
When all I need is a hand to stop the tears from falling
I will find him, I'll find him next to me
Next to me-eee-ee-e-eeeee ooh ooooh!
Next to me-eee-ee-e-eeeee ooh ooooh!
Next to me-eee-ee-e-eeeee ooh ooooh!
You will find him you'll find him next to me
Song: "Next to Me" by Emeli Sande
