let the delusions run free

"looking respectfully" well, no. respect is great and all but i need you look at me with the fear and reverance of a holy man staring up at his god, knowing that devotion is a kind of death.

I want to hunt down every person that decided loving you was too much for them and teach them a lesson. They didn’t cherish you enough, they didn’t deserve you. But I’m glad they couldn’t “handle” you, because no one will love you like I do — and I’m not going anywhere. You’re stuck with me, sweetheart <3

I feel so elated when I’m with you that the moment I’m alone it becomes physically painful, my chest aches with longing.

Parasocial relationship where I'm looking at your posts like a crazy ex missing you even though we've never even talked before.

How to say, "I see you online, but you're not messaging me back and that's making me upset and I want to flood you with messages but don't want to annoy you." without sounding too clingy?

you're better than this world, so don't waste your breath on it. you only deserve the best, after all. no matter how much i ache for your attention, i don't deserve for you to notice me. you're far too divine and i fear i'll only get in your way. nothing is even near perfect enough for you.

I feel like I'm not worthy of standing next to you... I'm so dirty. and you are like an angel from heaven.

i love you. i love you. i love you. i love you so much i can’t breathe. the sheer intensity of my devotion steals my breath, my heart overflowing and drowning me. i choke, words clogging in my throat and knocking me off kilter. my fingers tremble at the mere thought of you, my love. i suffocate in everything that is you.