I want you to always feel
like you do
when we're lying in your bed
at 3am,
naked and panting,
completely crazy about each other.
When you trace the outline of my ribs
with your fingertips,
wrap your arms around me,
and kiss my shoulder.
I said that I hate for people to see me naked,
so you pried the blankets away from me.
You kissed the parts of me I hate
the most
and called me beautiful.
I like your stupid puns
and your stupid white boy hair cut.
I like how you confide in me,
how you've made me feel comfortable enough
to confide in you.
I'm always waiting for something,
this mood swing to end,
for this day to be over.
When I'm with you, though,
I never want the night to end.
Oct 26, 2015
Oct 26, 2015 at 6:02 AM UTC
I want you to always feel
like you do
when we're lying in your bed
at 3am,
naked and panting,
completely crazy about each other.
When you trace the outline of my ribs
with your fingertips,
wrap your arms around me,
and kiss my shoulder.
I said that I hate for people to see me naked,
so you pried the blankets away from me.
You kissed the parts of me I hate
the most
and called me beautiful.
I like your stupid puns
and your stupid white boy hair cut.
I like how you confide in me,
how you've made me feel comfortable enough
to confide in you.
I'm always waiting for something,
this mood swing to end,
for this day to be over.
When I'm with you, though,
I never want the night to end.
I've caught feelings for a stupid film studies major with a septum piercing.
