I’ve been putting off writing abou… you for months now. I didn’t want to do it, because I felt that
Maybe it was was the 7 sleeping pi… but last night I woke up at 1:36… with the overwhelming feeling that… None of my attempts to stop the bu… Eventually,
I thought I was finally over this… this feeling, this aching in my bones, calling out touch me, touch me, touch me
I feel like my veins are about to… My lips are lacking. They’re incomplete, only half of a… My body is begging. It’s dying to be touched, to be fe…
We are like stained glass windows; Beaten and broken, in order to be pieced back together,
All my life, I’ve felt like my hands have been empty and searching.
1) From the very first second I saw you, you have been the only one I want. Thoughts of anybody else vanished and have not returned. From the very first day, you have been the first and...
Hey, you wonderful man, look here… Let me see those eyes. You are lovely, nothing less. If you think any different, you ar… Others may fail to see your beauty…
I stayed in bed until 1:30 pm toda… because when my blanket is wrapped around me, it’s easier to pretend that you are, too.
I need someone to sneak up behind me, grab me by the hand, and pull me along beside them.
Lately, I’ve started to realize that even my blood runs.
elegant but chaotic, burdened with the weight of destruction, but stronger because of it. bright, beautiful, with so many shining colors all entangling in a perfect, mesmerizing patter...
I used to think that you could measure a person’s… by how many and how much people loved them. I don’t know when
You don’t love me, but that’s okay, I understand. It only makes sense. Someone like you, so beautiful,
I could write a poem about every square inch of your skin. I could write a poem about every breath