Latest Posts by seeitinthesilence - Page 8

“I just want to be your peace. When your head lays on my chest, I want you to forget the world and all it’s problems. Escape in me and give me all your stress and worries, I’ll take it all for you just to see you smile without having to fake it.”

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patience really is one of the softest forms of love

saying “i love you” is so freeing though, like your best friend does a silly dance in the parking lot so you say “i love you” or your partner says something rly dumb but it makes you laugh so you say “i love you” or one of your parents brings you some of the food they cooked so you say “i love you” it’s so freeing and pure and human so maybe we should say “i love you” a little more often

a carry my photo in your wallet type of love

i grab your hand in the grocery store. i kiss you in the back to school section of target. somewhere in between the water filters and the paper plates, i slide my arms around you from behind, pulling you into me. i can’t keep my hands off of you. i need everyone to know that you’re mine - not that you belong to me, but that you chose me. that you love me. that i am the luckiest woman in the world and i will never be anything but lovestruck and proud.

Imagine holding her in your arms with a warm blanket wrapped around the both of you as you look up at the stars

what if we both dreamed about each other

adore is such a soft word...

I adore you. I adore the way your eyes light up when you're excited. I adore everything about you. I look upon you in adoration. I adore your affection and what it does to me. I adore you

so yeah, anyways...adore

i want to hold hands with you when we walk to the grocery store.

i want to rest my head on your shoulder while we binge watch true crime docs on netflix.

i want us to lie in bed, in a tangle of limbs, as I read a book and you play chess on your tablet.

i want to make song requests as i meal prep, while you mess around with your ukulele and act as my personal juke box.

all i want, is to simple be with you.

an ordinary, mundane life with you.

Because My Love For You Is Infinite.💕😇♾️

Forget about fancy dates, i wanna flirt with you in kitchen while cooking for you

Me: *flirts with girl*

Her: *flirts back*

Me: *was not expecting that and am now panicking*

*secretly tries to flirt with you by liking your posts*

i want a soft connection. i want to be asked how my day went and if i need anything. i want forehead kisses. i want the back of my hand kissed at red lights. i want to be asked how i’m mentally feeling. i want to hold hands everywhere we go. i want romantic gestures. i want my hair played in at the most unexpected moments. i want silent eye connections that lead to smiles. i want to take random walks.

I’m in the mood to lay in bed with a partner and be held very very tightly. I want to hold their arms as we spoon and fall asleep feeling safe and protected. Just the two of us.

California has some of the best sunsets 💕

San Diego, California | timnelsonphoto

Gentleness is so important. Gentleness of the heart. Gentleness of the spirit. Gentleness in one’s aura. Gentleness in one’s own motivations and actions. Gentleness that is both embodied and practiced.

by 阿祝

i’m so in love with domestic sweetness.

cooking dinner with the one you love while they wrap their arms around you. taking quick kiss breaks in between folding fresh laundry. washing each other’s hair in the shower. giggling and rolling around in the fresh sheets you both just finished putting on. dusting while showing off your latest dance moves and having your sweetheart show off their vocals.

it’s so comforting to have someone that you just enjoy making a home with. because chores done with someone you love isn’t such a chore after all.

When you’re making out with someone and they climb on top of you and lay on you and grind into you and you wrap your legs around them and you just want to get closer to them but you can’t cause you already are holy FUCK

That “what?” when you catch me admiring you is my favourite.

Being chubby is OK. Having a squishy belly is OK. Having stretch marks is OK. Having curves is OK.

we’re still out here being cute and fuckable and desirable and BEAUTIFUL.

embrace that shit, babe.

NYC by heydavina