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his feet were dangling off his bed. he is 6’5, so it can’t be helped. his arm was thrown over his head. he looked so peaceful. then he snored. oh fuck, who was I kidding. even then he was adorable. I snuggled a little closer to him and pulled some of the stray covers back so I could lay my head on his chest. his arm wrapped around me and I was instantly comfortable. there was no doubt in my mind, that no matter how fast we moved, or what life threw at us, I loved him and we could take it on together. my hockey player. my tendy twin. my love.
The first time he almost slipped and called me his girlfriend, we had only been talking for 2 weeks. I had never met him face to face. We were on skype, and he was almost blushing when he said it.
I couldn’t get comfortable, so I flipped over, and he, in sleepy silence, followed me. I had never had someone mirror my movements so perfectly before. he was absolute perfection. everything about him, from the body that I knew how hard he worked for, to his feather soft hair and bright captivating eyes. eyes that really did change color. I had seen them every color in just the 32 hours we were allowed for this visit, dark from desire, sparkling from happiness, and the one time I saw them turn green, he had told me he loved me.
We met on twitter. I got tired of only seeing half the conversation with him and one of my followers, Julia. they subtweet constantly, and if you only see half the conversation, it can drive you crazy. He DM’d me after following me.. and I was having none of his flirting. I was over being treated like a puck slut on twitter. so when he gave me his number, I surprised myself by actually texting him.
“baby. you gotta get up.”
“honey, I leave in 3ish hours.. and I still have to get my ticket.”
“I had a dream we were at a hockey game in wheeling.”
“oh, was it good?”
“I dunno.. is not over yet.” and he went back to sleep.
he wasn’t kidding when he said cold medicine messed him up.
I giggled and reached for my phone. Julia had to hear about this.
He told me on skype he was coming out here for New Years Eve. How could someone as beautiful as him want to drive 5 hours, just to see me. I am not anything special. I heard bass, loud bass, and I knew he was here. It seemed like time stopped before he tuned off his car, and stepped out. Oh god, his arms around me. It’s real. All of it.
“I wanna take you out to lunch before we leave, so we have to hurry.” Before I knew it, I was on the bus. I was going away. I missed his lips on mine.
baby, come home again.
This song is how I get through the days where he makes me feel invisible.