You make me melt like a popsicle on the 4th of July.

Sometimes after the chaos of the world has settled in for its nightly rest, you want comfort in knowing that the person next to you understands you. Sees you minus the frills, the bullshit and the cloth of societal pressure. Sometimes you just need to be next to them with no intention but just to be near them. Feel their heart. Feel their soul. Feel their pressures. Sometime it feels great just to be understood. Without words, without reasons, without explanation, without complication. A silent nod of acknowledgment. Simple understanding in it’s entirity. Sometimes you just need to feel loved. Not for what you have or have not. Not for what you look like or don’t. Not for what you can do or can’t. Just to be loved.

Pure, Innocent and Honest.