i don’t think people talk enough about the quiet kind of intimacy. the kind that isn’t loud or rushed just soft presence and time that feels slow in the best way. like sitting side by side, hands intertwined for hours while soft music plays in the background. fingers brushing, resting, exploring each other with no urgency. or my head on your chest or shoulder, just listening to your heartbeat in the stillness, feeling like everything is okay again. or maybe we’re curled up on the couch under a shared blanket, our favorite show playing, your arm around me not to hold me tight, but to let me rest. no words, just comfort. just staying. just being there. that’s the kind of closeness that steadies my breathing and silences the noise in my head. that’s the intimacy i crave uncomplicated, unspoken, deeply felt. - - created on 2025-05-05 19:41:34

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