Entwine
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It’s an enchanting feeling.
The way your heart starts to flutter and your stomach begins to pirouette and your face grows warm and your cheeks are painted the deepest shade of red and you’re flustered beyond belief.
Yet the feeling of his hand in yours and the roughness of his skin and the bliss that engulfs you when he entwines your fingers with his own is exhilarating.
And when he stares at you with those bright blue eyes and his lips curve into the smile that leaves you breathless, you come to the realization that your heart flutters and your stomach pirouettes and your face grows warm and your cheeks redden the way they do because only he can make you feel this way.
Because you’ve fallen in love with him.
And slowly, you smile back.
The way your heart starts to flutter and your stomach begins to pirouette and your face grows warm and your cheeks are painted the deepest shade of red and you’re flustered beyond belief.
Yet the feeling of his hand in yours and the roughness of his skin and the bliss that engulfs you when he entwines your fingers with his own is exhilarating.
And when he stares at you with those bright blue eyes and his lips curve into the smile that leaves you breathless, you come to the realization that your heart flutters and your stomach pirouettes and your face grows warm and your cheeks redden the way they do because only he can make you feel this way.
Because you’ve fallen in love with him.
And slowly, you smile back.
♠ ♠ ♠
this is what happens when I'm up at 4 in the morning missing a boy that doesn't miss me.