Wednesday, February 18, 2015

...it is what it is.

Have you ever craved someone? Not in the sexual way. But where you just want to hear their voice or feel there arms around you?
When you touch me, I don't want you to stop.
When you're holding me, it's almost as if everything bad in the world that surrounds me melts away.
When you look at me, my heart skips a beat.
When I remember the conversation we had tonight, I almost feel sick.
We almost ended everything tonight.
I hate you.
I crave you.
I love you.
I'm done with you.
Please don't let me go.

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