♡

You are the only thing I’ve ever touched that made me wish I had gentler hands.

There are nights I watch you from the doorway and think: no one should look like that in moonlight. It’s not fair. You’re not real. And if you are, I’ve already lost myself somewhere in your shadow.

Actually really motivated to get my shit together

I don’t want to have sexual conversations with a stranger so if that’s all you are capable of leave me alone please

I wanted to be polite. Civil. Tactical. But every time you speak, my thoughts undress you. Slowly. Reverently. Like you’re some forbidden prayer I was never meant to whisper aloud — but now I chant it, in the dark, like a sin.

I hate everyone who gets to look at you irl when I can’t

“you’re overthinking again” okay well you’re underthinking so meet me halfway

me to me : i love you but we gotta get our shit together

i have to pee does anyone wanna come over and hold my hand while i go ?

I need someone to put their whole weight on me

I'm still silently hoping time has made a mistake and has already reserved a moment for us to find each other again.