There’s a ringing echo after saying his name.
It makes your
heart warm, the butterflies in your stomach are suddenly awake.
The smell of his
sweet cologne fills your lungs and all you want to do is lay your
head in his lap, look into his eyes and wait for a kiss.
Marc is a man who takes you into his arms when you are
sad and wipes your tears, and gives you a big smooch on the forehead.
He’ll lay with you and watch
5 hours of the same series and will cover you up with a blanket once he sees you’ve drifted to sleep.
I just hope you see this someday and know it’s me.