I remember how sweet your lips, your cupid's bow, the very corner of your mouth was after we made a mess in the kitchen.
(Flour dotted cheeks and noses, the great big wooden spoon sitting dully in the sink, egg-shells laying lonely in the pastel pink ceramic bowl I insisted on buying.)
We made lemon tarts?
If only I could do this. AHHAHHAHAH. :") Daydreamer here How are you today, lovely? xo typed to: Love me like you do- Ellie Goulding