Kristina regrets...
not memorizing
the feel of his hands
the way he smiled when he was truly happy
the inflection in his voice when he complimented me
his back
how he loved kissing me
his singing
his hand on my knee as he tapped out the rhythm to a song
i can still feel that beam of sunlight on our faces, with his head on my lap, watching his eyes, listening to the motorcycles, and commenting on his eyelashes, he fell asleep and i could have listened to his breathing forever.
the best compliment i've ever recieved.
his stupid love for hunting.
fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.
patrick may not have been a good idea.
i should not have done that.
i should have stayed home and cried.
i should just stay away from guys.
i fail!
the feel of his hands
the way he smiled when he was truly happy
the inflection in his voice when he complimented me
his back
how he loved kissing me
his singing
his hand on my knee as he tapped out the rhythm to a song
i can still feel that beam of sunlight on our faces, with his head on my lap, watching his eyes, listening to the motorcycles, and commenting on his eyelashes, he fell asleep and i could have listened to his breathing forever.
the best compliment i've ever recieved.
his stupid love for hunting.
fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.
patrick may not have been a good idea.
i should not have done that.
i should have stayed home and cried.
i should just stay away from guys.
i fail!