love to live

sometimes all you need is a hug; that piece of physical contact to remind you you're a part of someone's life. their chest touches yours and the heat makes contact with your skin. like slipping into a hot bath on a cold evening, your shivering ceases for that moment. your arms wrap under theirs as they take you in, holding you, as you release into them for support. your head turns to rest on their shoulder; facing outward so that your head tucks into the crook of their neck like a puzzle piece.

you breath. it feels weightless, like how breathing is supposed to be.