I met his smile
His gorgeous blue eyes
His curly hair
His tall frame
His stubborn ass
I met the way he teases me
The way he kisses me
The way he laughs
The way he always wins our play fighting
I met the way he looks at me
The way he takes care of me
His love language
I met his touch
I met the adrenaline the anxiety gives me
And I'm ready, let's hope he is for me
YOU ARE READING
Whatever
RomansaA collection of stories, all in different formats, about life. There is no end goal, only truth, pain, lust, joy, sarcasm, irony and self awareness. Tread lightly as this story mentions some of my experience with SA. Good luck 🤞
