Do you ever just think about your partner(s) and just feel yourself smiling softly because it almost feels like it's something so unbelievable? Yet, the moment their text message or call appears, it brings you into reality. That your partner(s) are here with you and that they love you, despite every flaw and imperfection you may have. Because they love you as a whole. Not just your body, what you have to offer, or any of that type of stuff. They just love the real you and that's all that matters.
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i cannot wait for the first day i wake up to you.
i’d wake up first because we both know you aren’t capable of waking up before 10am.
i’ll stare in disbelief at the way the sun hits your face perfectly because i truly didn’t think you could glow any brighter.
i cannot wait to make our breakfast, being sure to make myself coffee so i have the energy to put up with you for the day but making you your fruit tea because despite being 18, you are somehow incapable of standing the bitterness of coffee.
i’ll wake you up and you’ll tell me to get the fuck away from you and i’ll laugh because even when you’re tired you are still just as shitty.
you’ll eventually wake up though, you’ll hug me and thank me for breakfast and i’ll say not to thank me because it is the bare minimum.
i cannot wait to lay on your bed while you yell about how you don’t know what to wear for our first real date and how you want us to match but i don’t own anything in blue.
i’ll tell you you look great in every outfit you put on and of course you’ll tell me to shut the fuck up because i *clearly* don’t know anything.
i’ll braid your hair into two braids and you’ll rest your head on my legs and i’ll scold you because i can tell you’re falling asleep but we still have the day ahead of us.
i cannot wait to grab your hand and walk out of the house. i’ll hand you an airpod and tell you to listen to the new song i found, it’ll be our song. always.
we’ll walk to a bakery and even though it’s 12pm, you’ll still ask for a slice of ice cream cake and even though i think it’s a gross decision, i’ll pay the $7 for it.
i cannot wait to take picture of you on a polaroid camera while you feed the turtles at the zoo. you’ll yell at me for the fifth time that day about how bad the picture is (it’s my favorite).
you’ll take one of me looking at an ant on the ground and i’ll complain about how it’s a bad angle (it’s your favorite).
i cannot wait to look at you lovingly when you order for me at a restaurant because i’ve gone mute and need a break.
we’ll walk home hand in hand laughing about the day and all the pictures we took.
when we get home we’ll lay in bed eating snacks and leftovers from the restaurant while watching the harry potter movies (again).
i *can* wait to wake you up because you fell asleep in my arms and you need to wash your makeup off but you look so peaceful that it feels criminal to wake you up.
you’re groggy and drained and i help your wash your face and tie your hair back. i’ll always help you.
we get in bed and you’re scrolling on your phone in the dark and i’m looking at you. i’ll tear up a bit knowing that we have two weeks of this and god only knows when it’ll happen again.
i cannot wait to tell you i am in love with you and how scared i am to lose you (i am) just for you to say that we are fine and will be because you love me just as much (you can’t, i know that).
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i want to take a billion photos of them. impulsive ones when they were laughing. "professional" ones because he drew something he was proud of. awkwardly-framed shots where they're focused on homework and don't even notice me. blurry ones where she tried to look away, blushing, while i insist on how pretty they look. candid pictures of him having fun with their friends. cheesy pictures of us together where i edit and draw on little hearts and stars. aesthetic photos of our matching shoes or rings or of us holding up heart fingers and kissing. idk, just memories
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i’m so sad and all i want to do is crawl into their arms, cry, and watch movies with them while they play with my hair and tell me it’s going to be okay
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I want to be someone's first. Not their first kiss nor their first date, their first choice. The person you think about first when you wake up, the first person you'd choose in a room full of friends. I would feel so honoured to be that.
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I want to lie down on my bed and have a sleepy boy flop down on me, burying their face in my chest as I ask them softly, "Do you want affection, love?" Having them nod as I smile softly, gently lifting their face and littering it with soft kisses. Kissing every one of my favorite features and looking down at them as they smile tiredly at me. "You should sleep now, baby." I kiss their forehead and let them rest their head on my chest again as I hum softly. Rubbing their back in soothing circles while I watch them sleep.
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