April 2012
121 posts
And not a single fuck was given, ever again.
I wish I could tell you
That I want to hold your hand
That I think you are beautiful
That you are wonderful, with all of your quirks
That when I’m around you, I can’t speak
or breathe
That I want to be more than just friends
but I don’t know how to show you
That our “date” is something I think about all the time
That no matter what, I’ll be here for you
When a girl, or a boy...
“All I can think about is kissing your lips.”
