I don't want to desire
waking up next to you
with limp limbs
and ruffled hair.
I don't want to daydream
about that chipped tooth
that appears when you smile
or when you say my name.
I don't want to play pretend
and imagine our lives
intertwined when we are 38
but still acting 17.
It's true.
I don't want any of these things.
I need them.
I need you to
fill my body
like the oxygen
in my lungs.
I need you to
hold me tighter
to you than
gravity to earth.
I need you to
read this and
see that you
need me too.
Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 11:39 PM UTC
I don't want to desire
waking up next to you
with limp limbs
and ruffled hair.
I don't want to daydream
about that chipped tooth
that appears when you smile
or when you say my name.
I don't want to play pretend
and imagine our lives
intertwined when we are 38
but still acting 17.
It's true.
I don't want any of these things.
I need them.
I need you to
fill my body
like the oxygen
in my lungs.
I need you to
hold me tighter
to you than
gravity to earth.
I need you to
read this and
see that you
need me too.
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