#bootykiller

I want to stop chasing but I like the way it feels when you hold my hand.

i am a very giggly girl and i just got really frickin happy and giggly and im flailing my arms around literally about to happy cry oh my goodness

whenever we see each other you lean yourself into me, balancing your weight into my shoulder and every time, I slide my fingers against your palm while we talk. you do not grab my hand. we walk , chatting quietly until you pull away. the other day, she told me he said that you said that you didn’t like me anymore but if that’s the case tell me about the way we interlocked fingers and the way our fingers danced beforehand and the way you push your face close when we laugh. tell me about how you let go of my shoulder for only a second before you pulled me back into your side. tell me about the way you lean on me for so long that I smell like you even after you go home. you are the fireflies that they catch in their hands, letting them go when they have had enough. please be careful not to crush me.

I remember the time you traced my scars with your fingertips and asked me where they came from and when I told you, 3 days later you said you figured as much. I am sorry that I come across as broken. maybe that’s why your friends don’t like me.