morning, again

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Its the morning after we did a whole make out scene. And his head is laying on my chest again. I don't mind this time though. This reminds of the first time and night I spent in his room.

I look down at him and just smile. Knowing that he is mine. It's so weird to say, since he never really seemed like the type to be a relationship type of guy. But here we are.

I look at him in awe, he's so cute. How can someone be this cute when they're sleeping?! I don't think I'm even cute when I'm sleeping.

I start to play with his dark curly hair. I twirl his hair, his curls are so beautiful!

"Are you enjoying the view?" He says with his eyes closed.

"Yess very much so." I say then laugh.

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