I.M.U
I miss the warmth of tangled bodies.
I miss the fingers on my arms and legs.
I often wonder what our lives would be like, if we hadn't missed each other.
I too wonder if this feeling is love or loneliness.
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I miss the warmth of tangled bodies.
I miss the fingers on my arms and legs.
I often wonder what our lives would be like, if we hadn't missed each other.
I too wonder if this feeling is love or loneliness.
It is not enough to be your heart, I need to be your lungs. Make me your first breath of air in the morning and the last one in your evening. I need to live in your brain. Let all of your thoughts be
Today I counted all of the ways I could fall in love. There are thousands of ways to care for myself. There are a million reasons to be smitten with you.