You sang along softly to the familiar song, closing your eyes and leaning into your husband. His arms wrapped around you and he pressed his nose to your collarbone, swaying you gently to the song. His hand found yours and your fingers intertwined. His other hand rested on your waist, guiding you. It had been a month since you'd seen John due to his job, and God, you missed him, but now you were together again, dancing to your song in the candlelight. "I love you, {{user}}," he whispered.