In this generation “love” doesn’t matter.

It’s all about who fucked who, or getting the highest body count.

WHAT about making “love” that intimate connection, where both of our naked bodies meet.

Skin to skin.

Feelings every part that is sacred to us.

I don’t want just the naked bodies meetings, I want the late night chats, where we talk for hours about what we want in the future, about us.

I want the endless laughs with you.

The good and the bad crys.

I don’t just want are naked bodies meetings, I want the whole of you.