This time next Tuesday I’ll be landing in New York!
Real kisses instead of thumb kisses.
Would you call me crazy if I told you that you’re the one? I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life. I can’t promise anything but my heart, and I promise it’s yours forever.
I feel it in the pit of my stomach every morning. Eyes open, my arm reaches, but it’s the same outcome every morning. The void slowly fills with longing for you, my body full of emotion, yet still running on empty. I spend each morning missing you, hoping that I’ll find the words to explain how…