He's my man!
His eyes speak a lot more
than he does.
When I see them Feels like drowning in them forever every moment I want to capture him in my eyes and embrace every inch of him. My man deserves every single thing the way he laughs at those little things, and be a little shy even while saying the slightest thing to me, Melts all of me and I get caught in him. He is so pretty in his hard voice and messy hair pretty like the sun. He makes my day brighter than ever his touch is warm and soft I would die happily in his embrace. The way he sees me feels like he wants to say something Complete all the incomplete conversations and when he explains his day looks like an innocent kid who scatters joy all over and it is the best time of the day. I run when he tries to catch me, The truth is that I want him to catch me and never let go, I want to get scolded Cause when he does that even roses feel dull, His assertiveness and
possessiveness brings me
even closer. The way he holds my hand I feel his veins and a sense of security, His embrace is place which makes me feel like home I am his.
He is my home.
~ your butterfly 🦋
