a freudian slip

I want to be with you, it is as simple, and as complicated as that.

I used to imagine adventures for myself, I invented a life, so that I could at least exist somehow.

It’s a different type of feeling, having someone tell you that a certain song made them think of you.

I want you to stay, but even more than that I want you to want to stay.

I want everything - love, adventure, intimacy, work.

My heart feels so heavy and I don’t know how to carry it.

Some people bring out the worst in you, others bring out the best, and then there are those remarkably rare, addictive ones who just bring out the most. Of everything. They make you feel so alive that you’d follow them straight into hell…