i wish i could hate you every bone in my body repulses your touch and your hair and your eyes my mind says no but my fingers crave to explore every inch of your skin and my palms want to touch yours and my nails need to dig into you to see if you’re even real, my eyes deceive me and say how lovely you look even when you’re a bit tipsy and high but it’s okay because even then you’re too cool for me how am i supposed to feel nothing, when im so addicted to feeling everything with you