a lovely weekend

My hair smells like Nolan. I realized it driving home… when I still sensed his smell around me. I have no idea what it is, but it’s on the strong side. The biting side, you know? And perhaps if I smelled it anywhere else I would absolutely despise it… but not now. Not on him. It only succeeds in making me utterly happy and lovely. And tonight… the kisses… were perfect… Still nothing more than a normal kiss, but they were… special. Slow, soft, sweet… perfect.

I have more to say about the day, but I’m being summoned to bed. I’m being

~swept away by life~

@~>~>-dreamergrrl

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