She missed him. When they first met neither of them could ever predict what the future held. She'd never thought she could fall as fast and hard as she did. That he'd be on her mind every single day.
That she'd miss him.
The way he held her made her feel safe, the way he looked at her and smiled made her giggly. When he traced every inch of her body with his fingers it gave her the good kind of chills. When they kissed... oh, the kisses. The world stopped existing when they kissed.
She loved sleeping next to him, feeling his chest moving with every breath he took. The way he held her close, and played with her hair. The way he'd tell her she looked pretty out of the blue. When he held her down, pinned to the bed. She had fallen so hard, and so fast, she didn't even know how it happend. Felt like she had closed her eyes for a minute, and when she opened them he was there.
That was her favourite thing about him - he'd caught her when she fell.
That was her favourite thing about him - he'd caught her when she fell.
*As you can tell, I'm writing again. Three days off work, and this is what happens.
