wrap your arms around me, tightly, for always.
early in the morning before we’re ready to actually wake up. when the light comes through the window and the rattling of the air conditioner has made it just cold enough. when our fingers can wrap around each others until every inch of our bodies are asleep.
when I’m ready to give up, to walk away. right before the tears are about to fall late at night. when I couldn’t love you more even though my heart hurts. In the moments when I’m weak and stubborn and don’t deserve those arms.
when I’m cold, laying on the couch. when you’ll be my blanket and wrap my feet inside your sweatshirt. reaching over for small kisses in the dark.
before I’m fully dressed, with just our jeans on. putting your hands in my back pockets, feeling the warmth of your chest. reaching on my tippy toes to hold on tightly.
and the best embrace to just tell the other that they’re loved. that this is real, and our arms are open for bad days, perfect moments, tears, laughter, and for absolutely no reason at all but to make each other smile.