“my ultimate goal is for my kids to be like “wow dad really loves mom.””

Words are all I have and words are what I fear the most.

Home used to be just some walls that I know, but the truth is that home means nothing without you.

Kissing has never been about the physical to me, it’s always been about the emotional. The connection made between two people as they lose their thoughts in the midst of passion, remembering only their primal desire for this person; it’s just so beautiful. In those moments when two people blend their lips together, they are vulnerable and they are free. For maybe mere seconds the rest of the world doesn’t exist to these two people. Kissing is so much more than just a physical act; it’s heat and passion, love and lust, chaos and security. It’s magic in its most innocent form.

to my mother,

Today, everything reminds me of you.