thedmblonde

Restless, Sleepless, Thinking. Thinking of only you. How your hair feels intertwined in my fingers. How your eyes look at me lovingly. How your lips feel pressed upon my own. I smile. I turn over and stare at the wall. Another hour to sleep in. Needless to say, I won’t. I think of the last time I spend with you. How we held each other’s hands tight. How we held each other tighter. How it all felt. I miss it. The alarm goes off. Time to get up. The day begins. School, work, home. I daydream. I talk of you almost nonstop. I blush at the comments made by others. I’m in love. It’s time for bed. I’