Is it ok?

Is it ok that I love it when your morning text wakes me up?

Is it ok that I want to watch you get ready for your day, every day?

Is it ok that I pretend to talk to you any time I’m alone?

Is it ok that I always wonder what you’re up to, just because I find you fascinating?

Is it ok that I want to show you off to my friends?

Is it ok that I want to tell everyone how happy I am with you?

Is it ok that at night I snuggle into the corner of my couch imagining I’m nestled against your body?

Is it ok that every time I go to bed I see you curled up under my comforter like you were that one night?

Is it ok that I dream about you?

Is it ok that I love it when your morning text wakes me up?

Is it ok that I want you over and over again?

The Slutty Sage