I'm going to start telling you exactly how I feel to avoid all the others (feelings) that follow when I keep secrets and try to make everyone as happy as I want myself to be.
"I always think like this."
You're my reason(s). you're the warm that I bathe in and the chill that I hide from, but at least we can talk serious with our hands, and have fun with our lips, and our tongues. I can hear exactly how you feel in the direction your eyes open to mine.
"You keep forgetting how to breathe."
We can't touch each other without pulling away, we can't look, either, it's never close enough.
"****** tension?"
Interrupting thoughts: legs. yours. mine. lips. *******. hands. knees. orange. blue ink. black ink. everything about you. that is me. that I can't: control. myself.
"I can't express myself with words in this place."