Every time I go to the bar with my man, it always reminds me of when we’d only get to be together on weekends 🥺

When he lived some three hours away and could only make it out to my area on weekends. But it became our routine to go the local sports bar for breakfast and drinks before continuing on with our day. Hard to believe it was just last year… Those are bittersweet memories because it reminds me of how little time we used to be together. Me and him live together now, so thankfully, that’s no longer a problem. But whenever I get thinking about those times, I can’t help but hold him close and rest my head on his shoulder. Good thing he doesn’t mind such public displays of affection. 🤗