"One cold morning, I asked the person behind me a question. He looked up to me- before he was swept looking at the cold, freezing and beautiful scenery-, he was profusely confused but wanting to know the answer. I walked off ignoring his pleads, with laughter.
All of my winter mornings, changed after I met him. Every time we meet, every time we started a random conversations, every time he greets me with a simple 'hello'.
Those memories are frozen in, waiting for the day spring appears to melt it. When my heart softens with a quiet, yet pressing, thump."
~winter mornings
I have a habit of thinking about things that will never happen, so I obsess for a sec, then write them down. My brain is strange like that. A majority of these are fluff, but anything that includes sexual content will have a warning. Please enjoy my scenarios and lmk if you want me to write something that includes basically anything you want. I purple you, and enjoy!