It’s enough to hold you. To wrap every part of me around every part of you. It’s enough, then, to just be. Not do anything, or be anything. Just us, me and you, comfortable and content.
It’s enough, but when has enough ever been, well, enough? We always want more, want to push and push one another, find that outer boundary of our limits and blast past it, and find a new, higher wall, to crash against. To properly explore each other, in the best way possible. Enough doesn’t leave any marks, enough doesn’t fill you up and then empty you completely.
Not right now, though.
Right now, it’s enough to just hold you. Right now it’s enough to just be.
(Source: napalm-in-the-morning, via kitty-en-classe)
