Look at the way my hands fit perfectly to hers.
Our fingers outstretched, clasp perfectly together.
Almost like someone had cut out our individual bones to sit right up beside each other.
Look at the way our bodies mold together when we lay tightly to each other.
Look at the way her stomach is just shaped enough for my chest to fit perfectly right up next to it.
Look at the her 2 inches she has on me,
The same 2 inches that make it possible that our lips are aligned so ridiculously beautifully.
And, my god, look at the way she kisses me.
Her top lip fits snugly with mine,
Her nose just small enough to make room for my own.
Almost like her lips were designed to kiss mine all of this time.
Almost like her nose was made to make room for mine.
So,
Tell me again.
Look at how we're designed for each other
And tell me God didn't make her specifically to be mine.
-S
