IT DOESN'T MATTER
She loved to travel…
so they traveled…
across the land…
the sea…
the sky…
but it was she who always planned their trips…
one day…
she asked him why?
He smiled when he heard her question…
then took her in his arms and said,
“All this time…I thought you knew...
It doesn’t matter where we go…
as long as I’m with you.”
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