You are my constant.
I run my hand through your hair and know that every strand of it is you. Your fingers find their way to the spaces between my own and I feel safe. The anatomy, the me, the you, the us- everything is right. Everyday, I look at you.
Everyday, without fail, you keep me wanting to live.
You are my constant.
-LS
I run my hand through your hair and know that every strand of it is you. Your fingers find their way to the spaces between my own and I feel safe. The anatomy, the me, the you, the us- everything is right. Everyday, I look at you.
Everyday, without fail, you keep me wanting to live.
You are my constant.
-LS
