church-rave:
This is one of my favourite feelings. My body being intertwined with his. My head on his chest, his arms around me, my leg wrapped through his. Listening to his heartbeat, no words being spoken but so many thoughts. I just zone out, it’s the only time I’m really able to think about my past, about everything bad that’s ever happened to me and I feel safe. It doesn’t hurt to think about it when I’m in his arms. He makes everything seem worth it.
