– And honestly, Judith felt the same . All she could really do was stare at her girlfriend. Her blonde haired, blue eyed, perfect girlfriend. Sparks had changed her for the better, she made her accept her emotions. The good and the straight up ugly. She placed her hand on hers and she gave her a small smile.
Them resting together and talking to each other before falling asleep. Bonus if one half gets the other to run their hand through their hair and down their back.
Forehead touching.
Stroking one’s head in that way where their hand lingers on their cheek or jaw, and giving them a soft smile.
Slow, shy kissing that eventually just ends up being really calming and nice to both of them.
One person doing or talking about something they enjoy greatly whereas their partner just stares at them with a small smile and slight laugh because wow what a cutie their partner is.
Hugs around the waist from behind and nuzzling their neck while talking as casually as ever.
Forehead kisses.
Playful arguing that leads to playful, harmless elbows shoving into their sides while they laugh at each other and themselves.
Gazing up at the night sky while laying down on theirs and pointing out different stars and holding hands and shifting closer to one another.
I am scared of falling in love, of craving you every second of every day, of needing you, of being addicted to you. I am scared of missing you more than I can handle, of losing you and myself in you. I am scared of not being enough, and of seeing my insufficiency in your eyes.
I will kiss your scars as you heal, I will sit by your side and hold your hand. I will write invisible secrets and paragraphs and maybe a book into your skin at night, while you sleep warm next to me.
