Delirium Trilogy Meme; 3/3
Love is still hard for me to say sometimes, even when we’re alone, even after all this time. So we’ve made up our own language, in the way we press chest to chest and the way we touch noses when we kiss. I get to say his name -his real name. A name that brings a taste of sunshine, and of sunshine raising mist from the trees, and of mist reaching towards the sky.