It is, technically, a WIP. But I don’t feel like finishing it right now, nor I don’t see myself finishing anytime soon.
This is to those phenomenal mornings when, you wake up, and remember experiencing love in your dreams. Not just any old kind of love. True, mind and soul bending, you feel it in every thought, breath, and grin kind of love. The kind that you can’t stop smiling about. The kind where, you lay in bed, wondering if it maybe really did happen. You don’t want to leave bed because you feel it in every fiber of your being. This is to mornings like that.
text reads: this doesn’t compare to the feel of your skin
always loved this