#mousetoes

Writing love notes on your skin with my finger tips, I watch you. The way little bumps crawl up your sides, chasing the path of my fingers. I listen to the sounds of you breathing. It's raining and the windows are open. I taste your skin on your neck and I smell your hair. Your rough face rubs against mine and I realize it's probably my favorite feeling in the world. I always go back to these moments. Relive them, there's a thousand of the the same scene, same characters, different setting. Its always me tracing love notes on your skin and nudges of affection. These moments are everything that makes me so in love with you. These moments are the kind of things people see in movies. You're perfect, but you're like a drug, you're like the best damn drug in the world but you're so damn bad for me.