I imagine us in bed late at night, snow falling outside our window as we huddle deeper into each other’s arms under the blankets. Soft kisses, quiet conversation. Everything is perfect.
You have no idea just how much I want to be with you all the time.
I want to hug you after you’ve had a long day and let you rest your head on my lap.
Don't get me wrong, I love it when you reach a point in a relationship where you know each other like the back of your hand, but, fuck, do I love the journey getting there. Like the awkward first time holding hands and kissing? Or their reaction when you use a new pet name? Or working up the courage to cuddle them? I don't know, there's something so beautiful about getting comfortable with someone
date a boy who doesn’t have unrealistic expectations about the time and effort you can afford to dedicate to your relationship in the beginning, and who respects those boundaries
Date a cutie who understands your trauma and knows why you react to certain things the way you do



