I feel like I’m wasting every minute that pass and every beat that my heart does

I like how sleeping next to someone means more than sex sometimes, the body’s way of saying ‘I trust you to be by my side at my most vulnerable time’ you have no defenses when you are asleep, you tell no lies

I love him to bits. He knows it. I can’t deny it. I think I was so confused about the idea of loving someone that I thought that ignoring the fact that he’s everything I’ve always wanted somehow it would make me love him less. But that’s impossible. Even if we’re not together and even if we’re far, far away from each other, that doesn’t make me love him less. Never. I love him to bits.

What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time, my ego, my attention. Somebody addicted to me. A mutual addiction.