Boyboy; my precious
Monday, May 18, 2015 | 1:35 AM | 0 comments
That feeling I have when I wake up beside you,
To see your hand finding mine while you are still sleeping
You held on tight like you never want to let me go
That feeling, of being loved, of being wanted,
Us, tangled with comforters,
To watch you deep in your sleep,
To listening to your snores.
There's something I like about this feeling,
that you belong to me and I never have to worry,
ever that if I had to let you go.
ever that if I had to let you go.
