Pieces of my soul

PDA.

The feeling of his soft pale hand on my skin is like FIRE on a rose.

It's like the feeling when you come inside from the snow and

nothing matters but that warm feeling spreading throughout your body.

The way his eyes stare at me with awe makes me nervous, yet I

crave for his electrifying lips to reunite with mine. And in the

moment, it feels as if time stopped just for us to have this

perfect moment that will last forever. And in those moments

the feelings I've submerged in my broken heart release

and absorb his love potion. Others can call it "yucky

PDA". But I call it love.