boyfriend and natural


Even “casually wearing my boyfriend’s clothes long before we were official Bech Naesheim

You are a warm day in the middle of September
You are the sun shining through the pines and you are the ripples in the creek
You are the birds chirping at dawn and the clay beneath my toes and the warmth that always surrounds me
You are the earth and the sky and the wind and you will always be more than enough for me
—  m. a.