08.04.21

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Yeah, I want to live with you. Of course I want to live with you.
Every night we spend together feels so whole, so right. When I wake up and see you sleeping soundly next to me, it truly makes me heart skip a beat.
So whenever anyone brings it up, I shut down. Because anytime I've talked to a significant other about moving in together, it always ends in flames. And I don't want to scare you off. God, I really don't know what I'd do if I did.
So I'll keep quiet, for now. Until it feels right, or I finally have the nerve to say something. Who knows if that time will ever come, or if we'll even last long enough for the conversation to arise—but I'll continue hoping
Because I'm sure about one thing.
I fucking love you.

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