+925 There was a time where the idea of coming back to you made me scream, cry, and run away in fear. The idea of having to lie with you made me cringe. I was dragged back by a force stronger than my own over and over again... but now, I see clearly that you and I were meant to be, and every second I spend with you makes my heart soar... I love you, my bed, amirite?

by Anonymous 13 years ago