Everlasting.

Everlasting.

Chris and I saw this lovely couple when we went to the Roosevelt Memorial in DC to go see the cherry blossoms which lined up the Tidal Basin before we headed back to NYC.

Someday, perhaps, Chris and I would be the ones sitting in this very park bench – we’d be old and crazy, sitting quietly with occasional jokes here and there (we’d be people watching, after all), with the blossoms falling away with every breeze that comes.

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