Maressa Moseley

You give me that feeling. That exact feeling. Of an Indian summer in the middle of a horrible winter.

I just want someone who will embrace the too much. And still love the not enough. Who sees the good in the bad. Who sees the good in me. Because I’m too much. Or not enough.

You moved me the moment I saw you. You moved everything. My entire world shifted.

I have a thing for listening to heart beats, and after we were finished I could lay there and listen to yours, it almost felt like it was saying finally. I am finally with you.