This Is What Love Is To Me
Love, to me, is a lot like beaming when your friends ask you about him and you gladly tell them that he’s the best thing that has ever happened to you.
Remember Me
Remember me giddy with butterflies in my stomach as we spent nights near the field I grew up playing at – a spot to call our own. Nights where we talked and laughed so much my cheeks hurt but I never wanted the night to come to an end.