Sunday, November 7, 2010

escapism

i miss:
you voice, hands, eyes, laugh, arms, chest, back, nipples, fingers, dick, hair, laugh, kiss, tongue, teeth, oh your teeth, your lips, your face, your skin, you.
oh my god

"god my fingers burn, now when i think of touching your hair, you have changed so much that i dont know if i can call you and tell you i care"

a secret:
i wish i could get the fuck over you


my last kiss:
i wish i could have a photograph of that moment

"don't hold your breath for too long, this moment's fading out now"

i want:
be thin
be beautiful
to be happy one day
to be loved
to love you
to kiss you
hold your hand
hug you
have sex with you
lay next to you
be good enough for you
stop feeling like i have to escape
to be okay.

i need:
you,

please...

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