I lost the person I loved the most.

Somehow being understood feels more pleasing than being loved.

"you're overthinking this" bro i have anxiety. i have no other type of thinking available.

at war with myseIf because I know I can do better.

Can we kiss for hours

oh to be grabbed and kissed like they're craving every inch of you

I don't take challenges. I don't like to prove. I like mutual obsession. When we both want it. When we are both invested in the moment our eyes lock in. When we both share that smile. When we both made awkward first conversation. When we both laughed at how terrible we are at this. When you just feel it in your guts. I don't know you but i wanna spend the rest of my life knowing you, figuring you out and exploring your mind. I just wanna know that smile is mutual. That eyes say the same thing. The silence of lips means yes.

Suddenly I don't want anyone to know me as deeply anymore, which is weird because I have always yearned for someone to understand my soul