In between our rhythmic breathing
You see further than even the naked parts of me
To the core of my soul – a place that hides from even me sometimes
It’s no wonder I figured you could read my mind – that a mere glimpse in your eyes would tell you everything you would ever need to know about the way I feel about you
Is it even a surprise at this point?
In the laughs
The skateboarding (at least my attempt of it)
The car rides
The lack of appetite
The scotch and twisted tea
The backyard nights
The subtle kisses
The dope ass sex
The way you have rekindled passions in me that I had forgot existed
The way you have reminded me to spend time on me
The way spending time on me is spending time with you.