Part 7

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This world runs on overthinking

Constantly analyzing the mind

Emotion

Words

Why can't we just feel and say and

Leave it be ?

                                                                         ~~ atlas



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No limit in the sky that I won't fly for ya

No amount of tears in my eyes that I won't cry for ya


With every breath that I take

I want you to share that air with me


His warm, soft and beautiful voice wakes me out of my dream. My eyes still closed,  I listen to his soothing voice singing softly in a whisper. And surely, I would love to wake up like this everyday.


His head is buried in my neck, not even realizing that I have already woken up and smile to myself. While his strong arms are chained around my body, whereby his warmth and smell surrounds me. Coconut, my favorite smell of him.


There's no promise that I won't keep

I'll climb a mountain, there's none too steep


When it comes to you

There's no crime


Closing my eyes again, I relax in his arms, his voice is like a lullaby to me. Like a light wind that flies through my hair, like the falling of autumn leaves, like running through snow, like drinking coffee on cold winter days, his voice awakens something familiar in me. And my heart suddenly starts pounding against my ribs as if it would escape from its cage any moment. I feel so special, I feel so happy.


It's so different when he's lying next to me in our room, on our bed. Just his closeness was enough for me to feel safe, to feel protected.

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