May 3, 2013
Sometimes he wakes up in the middle of the night, just to see her sleeping. Her silhouette perfectly outlined through the window. The slight bulge, extra curve growing, growing ever so slowly. He'd smile through the darkness, and extend a hand, leaning down to inhale near the crook of her neck. HIs hand would find the bump, and the life growing inside it, and nothing could ever be so perfect.
i bet u think ur rlly cute huh???????????????????????
/TEARS OUT HAIR/ /HOWLS INTO THE NIGHT/ /IS V UPSET/