I never expected you to understand, but I did expect you to be there.
I forgave him because what I learned in return was more than what I could ever ask for.
It was never about sex. It was about our bodies embracing one another and our souls becoming intertwined in warmth and devotion.
I don’t know, understand or even comprehend what I ever did to you, but it must have been something.
Either way, I’m sorry if loving you was too hard.
I once met a boy whose eyes enlarged with fire, but as he grew, they sunk with question and anxiety.
I was crazy. Crazy for you.
the one, the of, the guy the devil says is mine the man that leaves terrifying things in my head a rumble with goodbye and how he left a real bug in my mind from bed to bed, he, who’ll […]
It all could’ve been or it could’ve never been. Appreciate the moment for what it was, what it is and what it’ll always be.
I am translucent, not transparent.