I wish that you would just show up on my doorstep. Not with anything special, just you. And when I’d open the door you’d smile and while I’m trying to figure out what the hell you’re doing here you’d tell me how hard the past months have been, how much you’ve thought about me. And then you’d take me into your arms and ask me to forgive you and I would without hesitation. You would then kiss me long and hard and everything would be perfect again.
(via tellmeasecret)
its almost like i wrote this. o_O
replace months with two days, and forgive with cuddle. :3
this is word for word what i think about sometimes.
same.
Yeah.
This is exactly how i feel right now, so glad i came across this. Applies to me as well as one of my best friends
