It started in a season when we were both quietly trying to heal. We didn’t plan to be in the same space; we were just following God, each in our own broken way. She had moved into her sister’s house. I had moved in too (on the same day, and we didn’t even plan to 😂). I was seeking guidance and space to rebuild. Her sister and her husband, our pastors, opened their doors to us, and we would forever be grateful. We grew close, too close to ignore it. But I had just gotten out of a relationship, and I remember telling her something I meant with every part of me: “I see you. I know what we both feel. But I need you to wait for me. I just came out of something, and I can’t look stupid to God, or to the people I honour, and more than anything, I want to honour you.” - Groom ♥️