We spent the night drenched in dirty little secrets and laughter: the best way to end a cold and windy day. Little nights like this, I treasure, as your departure back home comes closer. Crazy how soon, the distance between us will turn from 4 to 1400 miles. And considering the fact that you still haven’t replaced your stolen phone, I get scared that maybe, you’ll return without the slightest bit of me left in you.
The sweet sound of your voice is always stuck in my head, accompanied by your killer smile and your soft lips and firm hands on the most innocent parts of me. I won’t forget it.
"Forget you? That’s impossible. I want commitment, I want you. And just know that I’m coming right back for you. I promise."