Good Girl

I want to meet you again but not in the past, in the future. I want to relearn the outline of your lips when you smile, the way you slur your words when you’re excited about something because your mouth can’t keep up with your brain, what your laugh sounds like when I tell a joke when it wasn’t very funny, how your hand feels resting on my thigh, and the color of your eyes when we’re making love.
maybe then our timing will work (via n4ughty-y)

(via n4ughty-y)