I'd rather die tomorrow than live a hundred years without knowing you.
What i want is to feel. To feel the sun on my skin, warming it gently & not burning it. A wind in my hair rather a soft chilly breeze wanting me to capture the moment & put it on repeat. Be on a highway with either a sunrise or a sunset with mountains/hills on one side while an empty road and ocean on the other with soft music playing that would make you fall in love and feel alive.
the kiss he was giving her today was oh, so achingly slow and heart-stirringly tender. It tugged at the deepest corners of her heart, pulled at every heartstring, stirred each nerve ending. It was so beautifully poignant she felt like crying and laughing at the same time. She felt him—every fiber, every atom of his being, even his very soul—meshed with her own.