Lips which I kissed, I don't remember how many times.
Eyes in which i could see infinity, and I stared into, for I don't know how long.
Hands that touched me and gently stroked my face.
Breath that I could feel and spoke words.
The warmth of a body that felt trustworthy.
A hart, of which I still believe to be filled with pureness.
With a reckless frame of mind that takes the upper hand and condemns love
to death.

That is who you are.

|| This is my second post and I know that it's been a while since my first one, but I will post articles whenever I feel inspired. Thank you for reading this and I promisse, more is coming.||

- Noémie