love is better when it's spontaneous.
out of control
constantly changing and growing.
when you don't know what's going to happen next.
when you don't even care to predict the next move cus every move is something worth it.
it's better when there's never a dull moment and even silence is filled with something you both feel silently.
-♥-
when you can spend nights adventuring the town, waking up on beaches to the sunrise. waiting outside closed coffee shoppes till it's opened.
when your hand never left mine, and our smiles never ceased. when our pockets were dry and you picked me flowers. when we twirled in the field and laughed loud.
when time passed quickly and we were sad to see it go. when we laid out under the stars and pointed out constellations and it got cold and you gave me your sweater. when that didn't work you you wrapped your arms tighter around me and laughed each timed i shivered.
you said as much as you didn't want the night to end you couldn't allow me to catch a cold and we walked home bare footed, play fighting and kissing the whole way. you walked me to my door even though your place was half way across town and smiled leaning in to nuzzle your nose against mine. you teased me a bit so that when our lips finally touched it would be a moment to remember.
have you ever felt your heart beat when you were in love? like a kid in a toy store on christmas. but i never needed that many gifts. just you were enough.
-♥-
every day that passed you never ceased to let our love die out. you always kept it
spontaneous.
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