The Cuddle Blog

Put your arms around me, baby dont ever let go.

Secretly, I love it when you trail your fingertips across my bare skin. I love the fact how it is the same delicate touch that you apply against porcelain keys to create that beautiful melody; the same calloused fingertips that grasps the worn-out surface of a basketball; and the same warm squeeze that embraces the crevices between my fingers.

I remember the time you told me that I was fragile, both inside and out, and you will do anything not to break me or cause the slightest crack. Back then, I laughed at you and doubted your words, remembering all the pain that you caused me a few years ago.

But today, as I was sleeping in your arms, the low humdrum dialogues of ‘The Game Plan’ playing in the background, you suddenly pulled me into a tight embrace. I was half-asleep as your hand found its way to my body, your fingers dancing against my skin as if it was made of porcelain and not human flesh. As you whispered sweet nothings into my ear, I knew in that moment that you really do love me. Never in my life have I felt so beautiful. Never in my life have I felt so vulnerable. Never in my life have I felt truly safe.

Posted July 5, 2011 at 11:05pm || home