Two nights ago we shared a bed for the first time. We cuddled for hours, talked about our future, and I got lost in the way you looked at me. Im sleeping alone tonight, and I miss your warm body holding mine and whispering “I love you” as I fell asleep. I want you so close to me it hurts. I love you so much and I can’t wait to fall asleep in your arms every night for the rest of my life.
I get jealous. Don’t touch, talk to, or flirt with what’s mine.
I’m such an old-fashioned, romantic, love letters, hand holding, yours forever kind of girl
