Chasing Clouds

by Kathryn Andrews

that the stars don’t move, we do.

“It’s time to make that move,”

This guy is delusional,

I’m so thankful for this man in front of me, and it’s quite possible I would follow him just about anywhere.

It feels like what I would imagine a wedding to a soul mate would feel like—magical.

I don’t know her, but after this morning, it seems I would do anything for her.

I’ve never been one who particularly cares about hand-holding, but hers . . . I think I could hold on to it for a really long time.

Why is looking at him like looking at the sun?

Being held by him, the feel of him, the smell of him—it’s

this kiss is the kind stories are written about, the kind that will ruin me for anyone else.

“I’m her husband now,

I will no longer be anyone’s doormat. I am not a pushover, and I refuse to allow people to treat me this way anymore.

Together, may you both find your way, fall in love every single day, and always listen to what your heart has to say—it’ll never steer you wrong.”

For as long as we are a we, I’m yours.” I roll my lips between my teeth and watch him. His eyes widen just a little, but they never break from mine. “I’m yours, too,” he says, letting out a deep breath.

“Who cares? I certainly don’t care what you look like. I think you’re beautiful whether you’re dressed up for our wedding or climbing out of bed in the morning. It’s all the same to me, because all of it is you. You have to live your life, and you can’t be worried about what others think all the time.” He said ‘our wedding,’ and I think a piece of my heart broke off and blew his way.

‘Music is the only thing that understands and can respond to all emotions of the heart. When you’re happy you hear the melody, when you’re angry you focus on the beat, and when you’re sad you listen to the lyrics.’”

No one has ever kissed me as thoroughly as he does. It’s like he wants a taste of my soul, the very heart of me, and if he doesn’t know it already, it’s his for the taking.

“You taste so good, so perfect, so mine.”

This moment . . . Him . . . All of it . . . He’s just saved me and ruined me at the same time.

She’s my wife, I’m her husband, and what we just shared was real and true. I made love to my wife.

“My favorite thing we did was everything, because I got to be with you.”

I was shown what a great life looks like with a great partner who lifts you up instead of tearing you down,

You asked me why I did all this, and the answer is simple: it was love at first sight. I might not have recognized these feelings in the beginning, but they made themselves very clear, very quickly, and I would do anything for you, any time. I’ll always be here for you.

I never thought a girl like you would ever marry a guy like me. Thank you for saying yes.

Clare and I once asked Grandfather how we became identical twins and he said, “One egg, two hearts.” He said there was so much love in that one little egg, it had to split in two. The love couldn’t be contained, it had to be shared, and that’s what I plan to do. To love oneself is to love life.

When you hide who you are, you deny the world your gifts, and I have so many to give.