the ♥ files


  it’s the rain, he whispered as he leaned against the door and pulled her close It verbalized the ache I feel from missing you The pleasure in your body for the simple taste of fresh fruit upon on your…

just a girl

like a cactus in the desert

When every cell of my body wants to be done with it I miss you a word, a feeling, that experience and use sparingly but about you, it’s clear A feeling slowly emerges  and I soon recognize it Like a…