i want to sit on a kitchen counter in my underwear at 3 am with you and talk about the universe
I want to kiss her.
Not because I want to feel the softness of her fair lips or the warmth of her breath as she exhales against me.
I want to kiss her because I can’t think of any other way to fully express the beauty that she is. I want her to know that I see her as perfect. That she is perfect."
If you’re gonna keep being cute then you’ll have to kiss me, I’m sorry I don’t make the rules