I love how you smell, actually I adore it. Sometimes, if I try hard enough, I can picture a memory.
It's late, not to cold outside. Almost the perfect temperature. I can feel your breath on mine. It's almost like time stops, It doesn't, I can still feel your warm hands roaming. It's nice, relaxing, calming.
I'm running all around my house. Everything has to be perfect. You pulled into my neighbors drive and I giggled. So pure and innocent at first. I'm glad you're the first in my bed. My heart flutters.
My back sticks, almost suctions to the hood of your car. I thought I was gonna break it, especially with all the movement. Looking up at the night sky was great and all, but my eyes always ended up wandering over to yours. Perfect.
I like to remember, because when I do my nostrils flood with your scent, my heart skips with joy, and immediately I'm happy. You will always be my favorite thought.
Lovelyways
