kushandwizdom:

Good Vibes HERE

lovequotesrus:

Everything you love is here

Every part of me wants you.

I want your Monday morning
sleep soaked eyes
dream drenched voice,
lazy bones
‘five more minutes please babe.’

I want your Tuesday afternoon
coffee break,
glasses off, laughter on
‘just hold me for a while
it’s been a hard day.’

I want your Wednesday evening
fingers through hair
teeth nibbling nails
neck craning, eye glazing
‘this paperwork never ends’

I want your Thursday night
drinks for two
bones unbind
muscles let loose
flats, slacks,
‘just me and you’

I want your finally Friday
stretch soul smile,
sun sipping light
from the glaciers in your eyes
fingers unfurl, hand extends
‘c’mon babe, lets go wild’

I want your weekend.
your movie marathon Saturday
reading by the fireplace
kissing in the blankets
want your Sunday morning
orange juice and pancakes
white sheets, tender skin
hair like the Fourth of July
‘let’s not get out of bed today.’

I want your ordinary
and your stress, rest, release
I want your bad day and that terrible night
I want you drunk in my arms
forgetting the place but never my name
I want your lazy and your lonely
and your fist full of fight
I want you everyday
in every way
for the rest of my life.

24ribs:

I don’t need reassurance 
because I am insecure 
I don’t need to hear, “I love you”
everyday 
because I’m forgetful 
I need reassurance because 
seasons change, 
minds change, 
hearts change. 
I need to hear, “I love you”
everyday 
because one day
you won’t. 

originalheir:

                                               _{You are ＭＩＮＥ 
                                             You belong to { ＭＥ }
                                                    and I will let
                                                        ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ 
                                                         e l s e
                                                       have you.}

words-of-emotion:

Words of emotion

I couldn’t even tell you

how many times

I’ve wanted to see myself

through your eyes.

And I often wonder if those

butterflies in your stomach

are still alive.

I want to be your 1 a.m. fuck and your 1 p.m. lunch date.

ivoryunknown:

Journal entry I wrote today. My ribs are actually bruised.

I will never stop losing my breath every time I see you looking back at me.

Your laugh has become my warmth.