August.

I have never thought about cuddling with anyone else besides you. I have never thought about being so close with anyone besides you. So close I can feel your breathing. So close I can hear your heartbeat. So close I can feel what you feel. 

I have never thought about missing someone besides you. I miss you so much that when I breathe it hurts. So much that the moment I turn away from you, my heart tells me to turn and hold you tight.

I have never thought about loving someone the way I love you. It's different. This kind of love, hurts when i don't see you. This kind of love, hurts when I see you with another girl. This kind of love, gives me butterflies, but makes me feel comfortable. This kind of love, helps me pull through my week.

Do you see? 

How much you mean to me?

(( no amount of tea keeps me awake like you do ))