to be someone’s first thought.
to be their “look what I found.”
to be the name they smile at.
to be their favourite notification.
to be missed in every room.
to be the person they come home to.
to be chosen without asking.
to be loved without hiding.
I'm mentally checked out of a lot of shit. You definitely gotta catch me while I give a fuck these days, cause once I don't, you might as well hang it up.
casual intimacy has me in a chokehold. like you’re just casually reaching for my hand, pulling me closer when you walk past, fixing my hair, resting your chin on my shoulder… you’re not even flirting, but somehow i’m falling in love.