I like being noticed.. You know.
I like being appreciated. But I like being noticed for the small things.
Appreciated would be the times you tell me I am beautiful.
Noticed would be if you realised I never believe you.
Appreciated would be the fact that I have succulent hips and
noticed would be the fact that sometimes those hips have bones, that they liked to be grasped.
That occasionally you should leave bruises - because I like reminders of where your hands have been.
Appreciated would be that I have soft skin.
Noticed would be that I like to be kissed there - on my skin - on any visible piece.
Maybe one day you'll notice..
I'll never stop hoping.
Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 10:24 AM UTC
I like being noticed.. You know.
I like being appreciated. But I like being noticed for the small things.
Appreciated would be the times you tell me I am beautiful.
Noticed would be if you realised I never believe you.
Appreciated would be the fact that I have succulent hips and
noticed would be the fact that sometimes those hips have bones, that they liked to be grasped.
That occasionally you should leave bruises - because I like reminders of where your hands have been.
Appreciated would be that I have soft skin.
Noticed would be that I like to be kissed there - on my skin - on any visible piece.
Maybe one day you'll notice..
I'll never stop hoping.
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