You inspire me that happy endings were true. That through every little bad things in life there is always a happy ever after through it all. You gave me the feeling of being love and never the threat of abandonment. You give me the feeling of confidence of embracing my insecurities and flaws and shine among the bright stars in the sky. You hold me with this unforgettable feeling of warmth that when everytime I’m with you or talk to you it feels like home. You kiss me with such a passionate sensation with your affectionate plum pink lips. You wrap you body around mines like a pulled string from the universe. You have such chestnut eyes like the middle of harvest season when all orange shades of leaves fall at just the right amount. You have these hands that run with power & strikes me by each trail of fingers you place upon my body. You are like warm coffee in the morning just enough cream & the right amount of sugars. You are the sun that peaks onto the dark white sheets at dawn. You are the meaning of love. You are the meaning of hope. You are my home.
you // t.r (via just-tr-things)

















