No sorry, I'm not meant for almosts.
I want to learn the sound of your laugh by heart, wake you up with soft kisses,
cook you breakfast in bed just to see you smile.
I want to steal your hoodies,
send you long messages when I miss you, write your name in my journal a hundred times.
I want to hold you close on quiet nights,
run my fingers through your hair until you fall asleep, learn your favorite songs so I can sing them with you.
I want to take pictures of you when you're not looking, memorize the way your eyes light up when you talk about what you love.
I want to hold your hand like it belongs in mine forever, listen to every detail about your day, and remind you endlessly that you are my whole heart.
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Author:
louiray (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: October 4th, 2025 07:14
- Category: Love
- Views: 1
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