Is it white? I’m curious, wondering if it’s exactly what I imagine. Sometimes, we have this idea of how something should look, and we’re eager to see if reality matches our expectations. The color white holds so many meanings—pure, fresh, simple. Is it bright, clean, or soft? Maybe it’s the shade that matters, or perhaps the feeling it gives you when you see it. I can’t help but picture it in my mind, wondering if it’s as stunning as I hope. So, is it white? What does that color say to you, in this moment we’re sharing?
Is it special for you? The moments we share, the little things that make everything feel different when we’re together. I wonder if you feel it too—the way time seems to slow down when we’re in each other’s company. Do you notice the way your heart races, even in the simplest moments? The way laughter flows easier, the silence feels comfortable, and everything just feels… right? Because for me, every second with you is meaningful. So, I have to ask: do you feel it too? Is this special for you, as much as it is for me? Because it means everything.
Please, sleep with me—I’m so cold. The chill has crept into my bones, and no matter how many blankets I pile on, it’s not enough. I just want to feel warmth, to be close to someone who can make the cold disappear. You’ve always had a way of making everything feel better, like everything’s okay when you’re near. I’m not asking for anything beyond just the comfort of your presence, just the warmth of your body next to mine. Please, just for tonight—wrap me in your warmth and let me forget how cold the world can be.
