“… Since in a net I seek to hold the wind”
Sometimes I just want to be held, very tight. No sex, no kissing. Just strong arms wrapped around me, with no expectations. Pure and simple. Hold me close… Just hold me.
The infamous light at the end of the tunnel? Who knows. #neverknow
Came home the other day to the entire living room covered in sheets and blankets over the couches and kitchen chairs… A giant fort. Complete with pillows and lamps inside. The creativity of a 5 year old boy, the beauty of childhood.