i can’t stop thinking about the first time i fell asleep wrapped up in your arms.
the way you held me throughout the night, and the way you kissed me.
as time went by, we started seeing more of each other.
and there were forehead kisses, and tickle fights, and we would cuddle on the couch until we fell asleep.
the more we saw each other, the more intimate out visits became.
and i don’t mean sex, i mean little things that you do when you love someone.
like kiss their hands or lock eyes for a second.
and i know all this is going to end.
as much as i want to still call you mine, i know i’m going to be let down.
and i’m going to cry.
and i’m going to regret falling in love with you.
but for now, you are mine. and i’m going to embrace my time with you, before it runs out.
because at the end of the day, at least i can say i was happy.