I wonder
whose arms would I run and fall into
if I were drunk
in a room with everyone
I have ever loved.
this becomes almost deeper when you think of non-romantic loves too (via bl-ossomed)
Dear N,
I will be in your arms
I want to have those heavy chats
(it is not even want) I need to have your hands meet with mine
I want to talk about our 2am, 2pm and every other am and pm.
I dont care who is around… I want to lock my eyes with yours.
Only yours