Him Quotes:
It's the smell of him in the bathroom, all I need to get ready for the day. Watching him get dressed, and the sound in the kitchen; a slow hum of a song and his movements, picking things to eat. The way I could observe him, for hours, just go on with his day – or as he sleeps – simply breathing in and out, in and out, and it's like the hymn that sings me to peace.
I know the world is still out there and I know I'm not yet friendly to its pace, but as long as I know him with me, here, there, somewhere – us – I know I have a chance.
“All that mattered was him looking at me”
It was never love at first sight
It was my heart nudging my mind to pay attention
My mind imploring my heart to care
My thoughts willing my eyes to see
My memories replaying your smile
My ears whispering your voice
My feet stumbling towards you
My lips echoing your hello
My soul connecting with yours without knowing
My soul connecting with you without knowing you
I miss the smell of him. I miss his lips and his strong arms. I miss him.
His eyes reflected the open grey of the autumnal sky.
Our mouths fit together so perfectly. Every time we kiss, I fall even more in love with him, and it has nothing to do with sex or lust. It's him. His closeness and his scent and the way he soothes me.
I don't like him. He makes me laugh. It'll wrinkle my face.
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It's the smell of him in the bathroom, all I need to get ready for the day. Watching him get dressed, and the sound in the kitchen; a slow hum of a song and his movements, picking things to eat. The way I could observe him, for hours, just go on with his day – or as he sleeps – simply breathing in and out, in and out, and it's like the hymn that sings me to peace.
I know the world is still out there and I know I'm not yet friendly to its pace, but as long as I know him with me, here, there, somewhere – us – I know I have a chance.
“All that mattered was him looking at me”
It was my heart nudging my mind to pay attention
My mind imploring my heart to care
My thoughts willing my eyes to see
My memories replaying your smile
My ears whispering your voice
My feet stumbling towards you
My lips echoing your hello
My soul connecting with yours without knowing
My soul connecting with you without knowing you
I miss the smell of him. I miss his lips and his strong arms. I miss him.
His eyes reflected the open grey of the autumnal sky.
Our mouths fit together so perfectly. Every time we kiss, I fall even more in love with him, and it has nothing to do with sex or lust. It's him. His closeness and his scent and the way he soothes me.
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