kiss me even when i smile that dorky crooked grin. though i have eternally messy hair, run your fingers through it anyway. let me put my feet in your lap after i sit down from an exhausting day. listen to my stories even when i get off topic and ramble about nothing. rub my back when i sleepily move closer to you in the middle of the night. help me when i’m too stubborn ask for it. laugh with me when i need it the most.
“I’m always soft for you, that’s the problem. You could come knocking on my door five years from now and I would open my arms wider and say ‘come here, it’s been too long, it felt like home with you.’”—Azra.T “My Heart is Full of Open Windows.” (via mcqueencat)