Its the mornings I miss the most. The mornings when we’d still be half asleep and you’d lean in real slow & kiss me so softly. You’d whisper you loved me and kiss me again. I can’t get over it. It was like a routine. Every morning we went through the same thing and not ever did it lose it’s meaning to me. It was always the most magical kiss and the way you’d whisper you love me. I knew you really meant it. You’d pull me in close and squeeze me like you weren’t ever gonna let me go. I miss mornings with you, Gabriel.. please come home to me soon.
Ok consider yourself warned. This video is so touching that you’re going to shed some tears. Grab some tissues NOW!
Here’s the background story: The father of the bride passed away just before the wedding from pancreatic cancer. So the bride’s brother recorded one of their father’s favorite songs, Butterfly Kisses. It’s played while she has her “Father-Daughter” Dance with her grandfather, brothers and father-in-law.
My name's Heather. I'm 17 years old. I don't post things to please you or anybody else. I post things to get my feelings off my chest & i never have or will filter myself on Tumblr. I've been through more shit in my life than I ever would have imagined & I've got a lot of shit to say. THIS is me.