I want you to hold my hand while we grocery shop. I want you to play with my hair while we watch our favorite tv shows. I want you to kiss me in the middle of my sentence because you wanted to taste my words. I want you to rub my back as we fall asleep. I want you to play my favorite song when I look sad. I want you to do these things without having to think about them. Do them because you love me.
— (via jessielou24)
My track coach use to tell me,
you have to do something eight times
for it to become a habit.
But I swear I only kissed you three times,
yet it feels like a million.
And when things got messy,
and you weren’t here to kiss,
I felt like my entire existence was wrong.
I guess my coach was wrong
because you were a habit,
that I never intended to break.
— New Love: Carol Shlyakhova(strong-but-breakable)