You.
I love you.
I love your voice, your laughter, and your eyes.
You.
Your presence makes me feel safe.
You.
I crave your lips against mine underneath the soft moonlight.
You.
I want you to hold me as we stare at the sky.
You.
I want to wake up to your tired blue eyes every morning.
You.
I fall in love with your smile everyday.
You.
I want to hold your hand as tight as I possibly can.
You.
I want to fall asleep in your arms as you whisper sweet lullabies in my ear.
May 6, 2016
May 6, 2016 at 2:05 PM UTC
You.
I love you.
I love your voice, your laughter, and your eyes.
You.
Your presence makes me feel safe.
You.
I crave your lips against mine underneath the soft moonlight.
You.
I want you to hold me as we stare at the sky.
You.
I want to wake up to your tired blue eyes every morning.
You.
I fall in love with your smile everyday.
You.
I want to hold your hand as tight as I possibly can.
You.
I want to fall asleep in your arms as you whisper sweet lullabies in my ear.
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