the intimacy of sleeping together, but not in a s*xual way. feeling the warmth of their body in a cool room. their hands hugging you tightly. sleepy half-kisses. feeling safe. feeling warm. brushing their hair. closing your eyes again. pulling closer. falling asleep peacefully.
I love physical touch. Not in a bad way, but the little holding hands, hugs, waist grabs, pinky finger holds, and playing with hair types of touch make my heart happy
there’s something so beautiful about falling for someone who treats you so good after you’ve been treated badly in the past. my heart is just so so full rn.
we lie back. a beautiful, beautiful time lapse. ferris wheels, kisses, and lilacs and things i said were dumb. cause i thought that i’d never find that beautiful, beautiful life that shimmers that innocent light back like when we were young.