Stalia Week | Day Five: Favourite Location→ Stiles’ bedroom.
I miss your hands. And your voice. And your arms. I miss every inch of you. I miss the intimacy, I mean - yes - I miss tracing your lips, I miss waking up with you next to me, I miss the way the moonlight let us open up and be vulnerable, I miss adventures, and holding hands, and just being next to you. So I miss you. That’s it I guess.