I just want you to know
That you're beautiful.
I love your deep purple combat boots, and
How you dance in your striped party tie to old school rap in the failed laundry room rave of twenty-thirteen.
Every time we talk alone together
I feel like I am about to kiss you.
I think it's **** that you used to smoke,
I think it's sexier that you quit
And I like those weekends when we gravitate into your bed,
I like it more when you don't want to get up.
I love your grunge and your ***** clothes,
And your vulnerable side, whose head, when it rears, is welcome to my chest at any time of day.
It feels nice to be falling in love with you,
It feels nicer when I feel you falling for me.
Jan 6, 2014
Jan 6, 2014 at 10:16 PM UTC
I just want you to know
That you're beautiful.
I love your deep purple combat boots, and
How you dance in your striped party tie to old school rap in the failed laundry room rave of twenty-thirteen.
Every time we talk alone together
I feel like I am about to kiss you.
I think it's **** that you used to smoke,
I think it's sexier that you quit
And I like those weekends when we gravitate into your bed,
I like it more when you don't want to get up.
I love your grunge and your ***** clothes,
And your vulnerable side, whose head, when it rears, is welcome to my chest at any time of day.
It feels nice to be falling in love with you,
It feels nicer when I feel you falling for me.
