I love how you say
how adorable I am,
When you squish my cheeks
and poke my arms
I remember that one time,
when we laid in the grass
and looked at the sky
We laughed at silly jokes,
and let go of all our worries
I love how you whisper
sweet praises in my ear,
Call me such lovely names
as you make me sore
When you pull my hair
and press me into the sheets
That's one of the only things
that makes me feel complete
Like I belong,
Like I have a true purpose
I love how you make me feel so alive
I hate how you hide me,
When you sweep me under the carpet
Act like I'm a sin,
maybe because I am
Because what we do is wrong,
shouldn't be brought to light
But if it is so horrible,
Why does it feel so right?
Feb 8
Feb 8, 2026 at 11:29 PM UTC
I love how you say
how adorable I am,
When you squish my cheeks
and poke my arms
I remember that one time,
when we laid in the grass
and looked at the sky
We laughed at silly jokes,
and let go of all our worries
I love how you whisper
sweet praises in my ear,
Call me such lovely names
as you make me sore
When you pull my hair
and press me into the sheets
That's one of the only things
that makes me feel complete
Like I belong,
Like I have a true purpose
I love how you make me feel so alive
I hate how you hide me,
When you sweep me under the carpet
Act like I'm a sin,
maybe because I am
Because what we do is wrong,
shouldn't be brought to light
But if it is so horrible,
Why does it feel so right?
i almost put the tags in the notes i would've DIED.
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