𝘵𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦 ° 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 & 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴

running in the rain

Me and Tom were walking down the street, the sun was almost setting. Leaving a beautiful ombré in the sky.

Than it started to ran, really hard. So tom took my hand and he ran. Jumping over fallen branches, and huge puddles.

We stopped under our house door, he pulled me closer. Grabbing my hips, putting his hand in my cheek, and landing a soft kiss.