I want to sleep with you. I don't mean have sex. I mean sleep. Under my blankets. In my bed. With the window cracked, so it's chilly and we have to cuddle closer. No talking, just sleepy, blissfully happy, silence.
the messy hair. the hopeful look in her eye. you can tell she really loves dancing around the room with her friends. you can tell shes going to continue this for a really long time. that drive and compassion in her eye. its just perfect.