we laid under a blanket. our feet touched each others. his arms wrapped around my body, his hand rested on my hip.
my head resting on his chest, listening to his heartbeat and the way he breathed.
the way he pulled me closer and tighter.
i loved it.
YOU ARE READING
(no) roses.
Poetrywelcome to a part of my life where i describe how i felt at a moment.. where i tell my private moments, when i was happy or sad, confident or insecure. i will tell you everything and be an open book.
