I came home later than expected, with my weary body tired from all the work I have done as I dragged it into the kitchen. There she was, home early, preparing our dinner. My body instinctively reacted to her, wanting to get closer, as if she was like a magnet, and I am a piece of metal helplessly getting drawn towards her.
I brushed her long hair aside, and kissed her neck, as my beard touched the soft surface of her skin. She squirmed a little, giggled and smiled at what I have done. I hugged her tightly, wrapping my hands around her waist, enjoying the warmth and affection coming from her body. Just being close to her gave me a little bit of strength, then I helped her prepare our foods for tonight.
I think I am pretty lucky, that I have someone that loves me whenever I come home at night, that thinks about me often. She has this power to take all of my tiredness away just by me being close to her, making me more and more addicted to her love. I just want to give the world to her or become a better person for her so that she will have an easier time from today and onward.
I don’t know much about love but it might just be the simple things. Just looking forward to coming home at night, and spending time with that one person that you like. You become very happy just by seeing her. Love is happiness I think. Just me being happy with this one person that I love.