#needylove

i want the kind of love people warn you about in books.

the kind where he walks into a room and finds me without even thinking. where his hand is always at the small of my back, where he instinctively pulls me closer if someone stands too close, where i catch him watching me like he’s memorizing every little thing i do.

i want to be his favorite weakness.

i want the look that says, “you’re trouble… and i’d choose you every single time.”

i don’t want someone who’s afraid to want me.

i want devotion that borders on obsession. loyalty that never wavers. the kind of man who’d burn the whole world down before he’d ever let me wonder where i stand with him.