"i can't help it if you look like an angel"
you gasp, voice cracks.
feel faint, he mumbles something.
he just makes you feel so.... insane.
hands holding hands holding hearts holding moments holding EVERYTHING ELSE.
there is nothing more than the moments you spend on the patterned picnic blankets.
where your hearts beat in sync
and the world pauses
in
acknowledgement.
scoff, forever and always?
smirk, forever and always.