It's only been a few days and I already miss you. I miss knowing you're there. I miss your voice. I miss your energy. I miss your positivity. I miss your smell. I miss your hair. I miss your being. I miss your touch. But most of all I miss that you were mine. I … Continue reading Miss you.
Tell me, can you feel the kisses I've left for you? The ones just above that spot on your cheek where your beauty spot is? These are kisses of hope. Of anticipation. Of faith. Of passion. But most of all of love and belief. Belief that what we have is real. That it's something special. … Continue reading Kisses
Normal is not real 