You know when you love someone and it's just blissful and when it's late and you're in bed and when you fully embrace and think about the way that person makes you feel, that is my favourite part of love, actually feeling it.
When you look at them and actually notice the wrinkles at the corner of their eyes, the cracks in their lips, the lines created in their cheeks from the hundreds of laughs and smiles created over their years.
Looking into his eyes,I can't help but be curious, what have you seen? What have you heard? How did you handle your first heartbreak? Do you love me like I love you?
That's my least favourite part about love,uncertainty. uncertain if they love you more than you love them. Uncertain if they fall asleep thinking about you like you fall asleep with the thought of them. Uncertain if their day is built around thinking about your smile as you do about theirs.
So I ask, do you love me like I love you?
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Do you love me like I love you?
RomanceI'm just messing around and testing the waters, seeing if I can handle the writing lifestyle. Please bare with me and don't expect a lot, It is my first book. Enjoy it and feel free to comment new ideas and new ways to make my writing more enjoyab...
