jo jinho.

i’ve waited a hundred years but i’d wait a million more for you. nothing prepared me for what the privilege of being yours would do. if i had only felt the warmth within your touch, if i had only seen how you smile when you blush, or how you curl your lip when you concentrate enough, i would have known what i was living for all along what i’ve been living for. your love is my turning page, where only the sweetest words remain. every kiss is a cursive line, every touch is a redefining phrase.