• iamsonderful 6w


    Words are never enough
    Thoughts always interrupt

    I like - love, rather, the feeling of you beside me. The assurance of understanding, the questions we both answer with our eyes. I seem to be just dreaming, but if it's just a dream then let it be.

    The warmth of your skin, the accidental touch of your hand. The spark that surges within me when it matures into what is intentional. The smile I cannot seem to hide of how much I love being by your side.

    Cliche as it can be,
    if only, if God permits,
    You'd feel the same as me.