I hear him breathing next to me, his exhausted lungs. I see his dark skin, the one caused from sun. I feel the radiate heat from his skin, the warmth I miss when he leaves. I dread every time he walks out my door or I walk out of his. I just want to be with him constantly. I wish I could lay next to him all night, cradled in his arms and not being able to escape his grip. His lips that make me melt, his eyes that see right through me, his muscular arms that hold me, his deep voice that assures me everything will be alright. I love him. I love you Jonathan.
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