I don’t mean make love.
I mean sleep. Together.
under my blankets. In my bed.
With my hand on your chest and your
arm around me. With the window
cracked, so it’s chilly and we have to
cuddle closer. No talking, just sleepy,
blissfully happy, silence.
having “feelings” is ruining my reputation of being a heartless bitch
It took me years and heart break to realize
I am all I have.
-Michelle K., All I Have. (via zelo)