everyday, there's a girl that walks in our coffee shop.
she has the prettiest face and she walks with such grace.
i stare at her and tell her how much i love her.
she lets me hold her hand and she lets me run my fingers through her hair.
she smiles and she tells me how much loves me, too.
she holds my hand and kisses me on the cheek like the little boy i am.
she smells of vanilla and rose, clean laundry and something warm and close, something sweet, mint and something brand new, bright and clean.
every day at six we run home to her cabin in the woods, right next to that lake.
we run up the trail until we get inside.
when we get inside i kiss her, right on the lips, over and over until my mouth hurts.
and right now, i am running hand in hand through a forest with the girl who i adore; ivy.
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my heart hurts right now
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adore - tomlinson
Romancea story about a love sick boy, a one of a kind girl, and their everlasting enemy, depression. [salteds - 2014]
