nothing will make him want her more than the way her fingers brush against his.
Monthly Archives: March 2017
short musing #1
it’s a silly thing, this love. it makes you want to be alone so you can miss her. it drives you mad to not be around her, the flailing arms, the unwitting charm, the awkward pauses in between.
no wonder this world is just a confused bunch of lovesick or brokenhearted fools.
musings by the window 