I have weird names.
I take my coffee with sugar&cream.
Hopelessly in love with my bed.
I feel more now.
I waited so long for that. It’s been this thirst that I’ve waited years to quench.
I feel his heart beat.
I feel his fingers intertwined with mine.
His lips on my cheek.
I feel this magnetic force around him.
I feel myself gravitating to his embrace. He feels like home, like a familiar friend. I’ve been waiting years to feel his hands on my face.
I’m glad I waited through those painful years. I’m glad you tossed your line and pulled me to the surface.
Thank you universe, for I know this was planned.