I still want to touch you.
Punish you for what you've done.
I still want your skin on mine.
I can't deny, we've had fun.
I still want to show you things that no one else has.
I still want you to be comfortable with only me.
I want to feel your nails on my skin.
I want to hear your breath in my ear.
I want my hands in your hair.
I want your intense stare.
But it's not enough to want you.
The pain that's in my heart...
You prefer shredded paper over art.
I like the warmth of your body.
I like your hands in mine.
I like how you make me tremble
When our legs are intertwined.
I want to kiss your neck.
I want to touch you there.
I want to laugh beside you.
I want to pretend no one else is there.
Even if it's temporary.
Even if I don't believe in love.
Even if you hate me.
Even if you hurt me.
You.
Right now, I want you.
Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 6:19 AM UTC
I still want to touch you.
Punish you for what you've done.
I still want your skin on mine.
I can't deny, we've had fun.
I still want to show you things that no one else has.
I still want you to be comfortable with only me.
I want to feel your nails on my skin.
I want to hear your breath in my ear.
I want my hands in your hair.
I want your intense stare.
But it's not enough to want you.
The pain that's in my heart...
You prefer shredded paper over art.
I like the warmth of your body.
I like your hands in mine.
I like how you make me tremble
When our legs are intertwined.
I want to kiss your neck.
I want to touch you there.
I want to laugh beside you.
I want to pretend no one else is there.
Even if it's temporary.
Even if I don't believe in love.
Even if you hate me.
Even if you hurt me.
You.
Right now, I want you.
