On having a serious boyfriend

The hand hold is a familiar comfort now, as is his fleece jacket, the forehead kisses. We have kissing jokes; making out alternates between being plain fun and actually sexual. I do believe I have my first hickey. We talk about how lucky we were to find each other. We finally went a bit pastContinue reading “On having a serious boyfriend”


My boyfriend. Is amazing. How can I ever be single again? Holding his hand and walking around, kissing under the blue sky and fall leaves in the glowing light, kissing through smiles, running my hands over his chest, touching noses… Just knowing that he’s completely into me, and I’m completely into him. It’s an amazingContinue reading “JKm”