domingo, 18 de maio de 2014

Four words.

I love you so much I can barely breathe. 
God damn it I love you so much it scares me.
I often catch myself thinking about how your lips would feel touching mine.
The constant thought of you with someone else brings me to misery.
I want you to pour your drunk loving words into a text message and send me whenever you feel like I deserve it.
I love you with every inch of my cursed soul. 
You know that the thought of giving my heart for someone else to hold makes my legs weak, but I wouldn't mind having my feelings crushed by your tender hands.

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