August

I already have someone who loves the freckle on my collar bone. I have someone who notices the brightness of my eyes when I’m tired. Someone who can tell when I’m drunk; who comes up behind me and kisses the side of my neck. Who removes a hair from my face and holds it up to the light, and holds my head against their chest as though our embrace will last forever. I already have someone who makes me shiver by simply placing their fingers against my skin. Who can say something and make me smile like there’s light pouring out of my whole body. Who can release so much emotion inside me with just a look.