same feeling i have when i’m at home and theirs soft jazz playing. the same kind of warmth that you feel when you look at a christmas tree. it’s a feeling that’s so special that it’s almost hard to put into words.
i feeling that i cant full describe but only feel. it’s the feeling of my knees going weak as i look at you from across a room. it’s the feeling of the blood rushing to my cheeks when you kiss me. its the feeling of safety when we lay in bed at night. 