of late nights and friends
of crazy nonsensical silly texts
of rubbing my back when i cough
of knocking doors and door latches
of sleeping in the crook of your arm
of snuggling for hours and slow wet kisses
of scents and tastes and sights and sounds
of right and wrong and reasons and excuses
of crispy peanut butter waffles and lazy lunches
of my rights to eat slowly and not finish my food
of all that makes makes me and everything alright
i'm not falling in love.i'm just falling in place.ilykthxbye.