I still have memories of my birthday week I had with my girlfriend last summer. I wasn't really a fan of such things, but I liked to spend some time with no worries, no problems and no stress, just me and my girl living our love in each other's arms.
We were dating for like six months before we moved together to my place. She was really my dream girl because of everything; everything about her was so special, her face, her hair, her body and her charming personality.
Back to what happened that week, it seemed like she had already planned to make it very special and comfortable for me in every possible way, even from the start of the day.
Sunday morning, the first day, is the most memorable day for me. It was warm and sunny outside. I woke up with breakfast in my bed and her in my arms. We kissed and snugged each other, and then we had our breakfast.