Everything is so warm with you in my arms. I’m trying so hard not to fall asleep, but I keep imagining you, me, and my bed. Cuddling you. Staring at you. I love your face. I love how it stretches when you smile. Your smile lines are my favorite. Right next to your lips, your hair, your eyes and the list goes on.
I’m growing. With every entry. With everything I read. Obviously. Like everyone else. I”m selfish. I hate the word but I am. I try not to be. I’ve found this website to be a great emotional outlet for the few times that I’ve written on here. Enjoy the jumbled mess.