sleeping next to you, cuddled up close, no sex, just sleeping type of love. The love where you’ll give me the last bit of everything because you know how bad I may want it. That “No. I’m not going to argue” so we sit in silence ‘til one of us breaks and then we laugh at nothing because we realized how ridiculous of a fight we just had type of love. And at any moment you understand where I’m coming from and what I’m dealing with type of love. The love where you just repeatedly keep asking for a kiss even when I say this is the last one or no more, but then I won’t stop kissing you type of love. The love that makes other people not envious or jealous but supportive of our relationship and what we do and how we handle our love, type love. I just want a me with a you type of love.
