Since I met you, darling

Hi Hart Beat. One of my favorite memories from growing up was my mom teaching me how to dance. One minute she would be cooking or writing and all of a sudden one of her favorite songs would come on our old CD player. Next thing I knew she would crank the music an lead my brother in I in a waltz until we could be lead anywhere. Sam Cooke came on at work today and it made me remember that. Sarah Horne was right, there’s nothing better than a waltz. Here’s one for you, Hart Beat.

P.S. For more romantic soul check here and here. I could listen to this all night long.

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