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coziestofcorners · 4 years
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I've always dreamt of having a bay window. It would be a place where I could curl up on a rainy day; alternating between getting caught up in a good book with my legs tucked under me and having my nose pressed to the glass watching droplets race from sky to pane. This nook, my not so secret hideaway would be the place that I would always want to be.
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coziestofcorners · 4 years
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I wish it would rain.
Dark, heavy clouds would roll in
Giving me the perfect reason to stay settled under my covers, knees to chin.
The wind causing chaos amongst the leaves but leaving a stillness and a calm within.
The steady strum of raindrops on the roof leading me to the coziest of corners again.
Oh how I wish it would rain.
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coziestofcorners · 4 years
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coziestofcorners · 4 years
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At night I go to sleep with rain sounds on because "fake it until you make it" applies to feeling cozy too.
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coziestofcorners · 4 years
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I think I could be a whole lot cozier with you.
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coziestofcorners · 4 years
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There's something about gray clouds, hanging low and heavy that satisfies and sates me. The unspoken promise of a cooler day. It is the cue for a special type of cozy that comes only with rain.
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coziestofcorners · 4 years
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Give me a rainy day, a good book and a warm love and you can call me cozy.
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coziestofcorners · 4 years
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For me rain and coziness are synonyms. I am the most comfortable when it is raining. I tuck myself into a safe space in my head and enjoy the bliss that is raindrops on rooftops.
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coziestofcorners · 4 years
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It's drizzling but with how dark and heavy the clouds are I would expect a full fledged downpour at any moment. I sit on the edge of the couch, handing over the bowl of popcorn before scooting back. He puts it down on the side table just as the first rumble of thunder rattles me. It's quickly followed by the echo of raindrops colliding with our roof and him pulling me into him. I settle with my back to his chest because this is exactly what I've dreamed that life would be.
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