oliviasuarez
side by side we sat. Just stearing at the gorgeous sunset in front of us. Not a word coming out through our mouths. But it was not an uncomfortable silence. Neither of us wanted to talk. We just wanted to stay like that forever. Together, holding hands. I knew that, with him at my side, I would always have what I needed.
half the time I spent with him was wasted in fights. Half of my life being mad. Why? What for? Half time is a lot of time...
Comfort does not only mean being in the comfort of your house, with rain, a movie, food and even maybe a boyfriend. Comfort also requires being comfortable with yourself. When you are comfortable with yourself, everyone will be comfortable when being around you