God, no one ever told me how it would feel to have his arms around my waist.
It's cliche but I feel safe when he nuzzles into my collar bone and I can smell his earthy cologne.
He is something that makes my day so much brighter.
I can be angry or sad and ten minutes later with him holding my hand I am alright.
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