likelava:

I miss the way your body felt against mine, warm and polite. When you’d slide your callused fingers against my shoulder blades and tell me stories when I asked for them. The way you’d move my hair to kiss my neck before I fell asleep. Those quiet things I never talked about with anyone because…

this breaks my heart Ashli, because I know the feeling all too well.

(Source: ashliwood)

1:52 am  •  28 February 2012  •  292 notes