I Love The Sound Of Rain On The Concrete Floor And How It Smells. I Love How Raindrops Fall On My Face

I love the sound of rain on the concrete floor and how it smells. I love how raindrops fall on my face and roll down my cheeks. I love unmade beds and staying in bed all day while watching movies and strange documentaries. I love unexpected shopping trips and I love he smell of flowers. I love hoodie season and long sleeves. I love your attention. I love dancing to my favorite song. I love a little change in my style and oversized t-shirts. I love cereal in bed and late night strolls in the arts district. I love hugging you and hearing your heartbeat. I love feeling protected and being independent. I love when people don’t try hard to impress and let down. I love messy hair. I love pajama days and new clothes. I love the night life of the city and the freshness of the country. I love natural, pretty pictures and I love posing. I love singing in the mirror and being silly with friends. I love reading books and enjoying the little things. I like underlined lines in novels and reading quotes. I love holding hands and cute nicknames. I love gazing at the stars late at night and feeling like the stars know my name and I own the world. I love the little things in life that we usually tend to ignore.

//a.m.// (via autumnxrayne)