There's nothing more comforting than bruised souls that connect over possible restrictions and schedules.
Smiles that resemble the sun, and hugs that linger like perfume stains.
A sunshine latte isn't found just anywhere, but I have one brewed to perfection, and honestly I cannot ask for any more than she gives me because it's enough.
She's perfect, just perfect.
YOU ARE READING
wordlings
Poetryi like words. so i write them. now you have to read them. cover by -daisukii
