Intelligent Eloquent Arrogant

blogsecret:

we were fourteen. we fell in very young love. we hugged, kissed, played music, laughed, cried, and adored each other. it came to an end too soon. over the years we’ve kept in touch, through many life changes, and recently we’ve been spending time together again. he finally kissed me last night. it felt like coming home after being caught in a hurricane. the storm is over, for now.

i really hope he kisses me again.