Her skin smells like summer and his hair smells like delicious everything.
And she’ll keep saying no until his eyes and his hands and his body beg hers to say yes.
A million times over and over and over again.
Because you make me want to fall and whisper everything I’m too afraid to think or feel.
And it’s all like a dream.
Like a beautiful illusion, a fantasy my mind cannot take hold of.
You make me fall.
I wish I could look into your eyes and tell you everything that would make you understand.
But I don’t know what those words are. Or if they even exist.
Maybe we would see each other and the words would just fall naturally in that exact moment.
And we would sort them out together.
Or maybe we would simply look at each other and we would both just know.
We would see everything we ever needed to say in each others eyes.
But mostly, all the things we never needed to say.
Because we both know.
And maybe no words would be needed at all. – MMP
They would walk for hours through the streets of each new city.
Laughing and talking and discovering each one together. Creating memories.
And discovering each other along the way.