as we cuddle together on the couch, i take it all in.
the smell of his hair, gelled and fresh, as if he just stepped out of the shower.
the steady rise and fall of his breath, the pulse of his heart.
the way his thumb gently rubs my hand when we are connected.
i love him so much.
my eyes start to become heavy, so i rest my head on his chest.
we separate our hands, but he wraps his arms around me and holds on tight.
i eventually give in to temptation, and fall asleep to the beat of his heart.
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Katie's Journal of Thoughts
De TodoI want to write, but I can never stay focused on one story long enough to finish it... maybe this is a better idea. Here I'll compile poems, short stories, and everything in-between that pops into my brain.
