sometimes i stay up thinking about what it would feel like to taste his last cigarette on his tongue
its ok its just that
you treat me like gold then get up and run
back to your comfort zone back to your all alone nights spent thinking about me and how you dont wanna hurt me but cant help it
atleast i hope you do
i dont know if its cause your cute or what but i know i deserve better and i wont stop you from walking over me like the jacket i wished you would have lay over the puddle to keep my shoes clean
how sweet
so sweet
you're sweet, you know that right?
i like you a lot
i like the thought of touching your hair
i like the thought of you touching yourself
it isnt fair but its what i felt
i like the thought of your hands wrapped around my neck and your lips leaving bruises on my hip bones but that isnt it
i wanna sit on your lap, i wanna sit on your face, i wanna feel your fingers trace my beauty spots into constellations
i wanna bite your shoulder and tell you how cute you look underneath me
but instead ill bite my heart out and tell you how sad you look behind me