Dear diary,
His eyes make my knees weak, he makes me feel so differently, something I've never felt before for anyone, it scares me. What is this feeling, and why him?
Dear diary,
His eyes make my knees weak, he makes me feel so differently, something I've never felt before for anyone, it scares me. What is this feeling, and why him?
My fingers going through your hair, watching you fall asleep. Your legs behind mine. Your arm laying on top of me. Hearing you breathe. Taking my hands into yours, trying to warm them up without me a...