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i love the wrinkles on your cheeks when you smile.. and the way you whisper my name when we're in a big group, calling me over like you have something to say, but it's just because you want to kiss me..
i love the way you kiss me on the face. light, delicate, comfortable kisses on my ears, my nose, my eyelids, my forehead. i love it when we aren't even kissing each other but just letting our lips fumble back and forth over.. and over..
i love how i can stuff my face in front of you. and say the silliest things without feeling like an idiot. i love how we can talk about something completely uninteresting but still be intrigued in the conversation because WE LIKE EACH OTHER SO MUCH. how you take care of me when i'm not feeling well, how you blow the hair out of my face..
i love the way you wouldn't let him kiss me because i was "yours". and i love how i can be disgustingly poetic and mushy and not care about feeling like a douche because i'm sure you don't mind it.
this is the summer of my life.
"you're for me."
i love the way you kiss me on the face. light, delicate, comfortable kisses on my ears, my nose, my eyelids, my forehead. i love it when we aren't even kissing each other but just letting our lips fumble back and forth over.. and over..
i love how i can stuff my face in front of you. and say the silliest things without feeling like an idiot. i love how we can talk about something completely uninteresting but still be intrigued in the conversation because WE LIKE EACH OTHER SO MUCH. how you take care of me when i'm not feeling well, how you blow the hair out of my face..
i love the way you wouldn't let him kiss me because i was "yours". and i love how i can be disgustingly poetic and mushy and not care about feeling like a douche because i'm sure you don't mind it.
this is the summer of my life.
"you're for me."