He’s the type that is faithful, loyal, loveable, kissable and he is the thing that keeps me up at night. He has a gentle soul; a kind mind and although he doesn’t seem aware, he is. He’s this thing that dreams of me at night. He loves the sound of rain on his windowsill and the patter of following footsteps behind him. All he needs is someone to love and understand him. When he’s angry be gentle. When he’s tired, be generous. When he’s loathing believe him because he’s intelligent and let him run free but guide him. When he’s falling in love, catch him…. and yet never let him go out of your soul especially your heart. His soul is a place I wanna be. The book I wanna read. The thing I wanna explore.
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