I find it nearly impossible to sleep when I’ve got an angel curled up next to me. I’m in love with the way you jolt awake and pull me closer and I’m in love with the way your breathing falls in sync with mine, inhale, exhale, like the waves in the sea, like you and me.
And I’m in love with the way your skin lies with mine, the way you kiss me and every star aligns. And if it comes down to you or everything else, I’ll choose you every time.
And one day, your name didn’t make me smile anymore.
You know how boys complain about being “friendzoned”? Well we experience this totally legit thing called being fuckzoned. It’s when boys want to have sex with you but they never seem all that interested in getting to know you