Innocence

Whenever I want to remember a time when love as simpler, I think of you. When love didn’t mean getting undressed or doing drugs.. when love was as simple as you walking me home from work, with my hand in yours, and you kiss me on the cheek to say goodnight. I’ve loved a handful of men after you. But I find myself trying to remember the exact color of your eyes and what it felt like to be pure again.

Hey, let me know what you think ❤