i can’t wait to be with you again. i can’t wait until we live in the same city again and i can kiss you good morning and fall asleep in your arms and see you any time i feel like. being able to have you like that seems too good to be true. 4 months is a long time to wait and it’s going to kill me if something changes in that time.
for the first time in my life i’m prepared to wait. i’m prepared to not fuck around and to commit and to label myself as belonging to one person only. as long as i can be yours in the end i don’t care about all this other stuff
- falling asleep on someone’s chest
- wrapping your arms around each other
- synching heartbeats and breathing slowly
- falling asleep in big t-shirts and underwear
- forehead kissies and murmured affections