So I don't mind trudging along till then.
What is love but madness?
You don't play piano, you don't have to.
But you kiss me so good that I lose myself in you.
And you always remember the tiniest of details, like how I like my tea.
Sometimes when I wake up in the wee hours of the morning, it feels so strangely satisfying to have your arms around me.
I like the way we sleep.
I love how you make me feel.
Let's stay in this time, falling in love is always the easiest thing.
