infj: (spacing out, staring in the general direction of enfp)

enfp: what are you thinking?

infj: i was just looking at your forehead and i realized that it’s so cute and i never appreciated it enough

infj: so i’m appreciating it right now

infj: *starts touching enfp’s forehead*

infj: i was just thinking that—

infj:…

infj:……

enfp: you were thinking what???

infj: what are you talking about

enfp: you just said “i was just thinking” and then stopped in the middle of the sentence dude what were you thinking

infj: oh shit did i really? yeah i have no clue what i was thinking

infj: do you ever yawn so hard that your ears water

enfp: say that again but slowly this time

(enfp and infj are having a 1am discussion of how time is perceived by the universe what there was before the big bang and stuff like that)

infj:wow

infj: i just got a shiver in my brain

enfp: …and that is why i think your roommate hates me

infj: come on he doesn’t HATE you. if anything, he’s just neutral

enfp: tHAT IS NOT GOOD ENOUGH

infj: enfp, you always look so happy

infj:like…

infj: do you even know how to frown?

infj: omg enfp, your hands are so cold

enfp:yeah

enfp: *sticks hands in infj’s armpit for warmth*

infj:uhh

infj: did you just put your hands in my armpits

enfp:yeah

enfp, out of nowhere: chinchillas. do you agree?

infj:uhh

infj:yes

(infj and enfp are waking outside and it’s really cold out)

enfp: are you okay?? you seem sad

infj: yeah i’m fine

infj: i’m just shivering on the inside

It’s not that I’m not happy without you, but—

You’ve become that song I play on repeat, the one I can’t get out of my head. You’re the piece of art that moves me to tears, you are the mountains and wind that set my soul free; without you life just isn’t quite the same.