I like the way you say my name. It’s the only resonance I need as I lay alone in the onyx night. I miss you the most when I feel insignificant. Maybe just maybe, you’ll think of me when I’m not around. Maybe you’ll remember how much you aroused my heart. I cherished you more than I did my own sanity.
I don't know much except that when they call me "darling" it feels like a warm blanket And when their hands are in my hair or scraping the back of my neck so light it makes me shiver, i think for the first time in too long that i could die happy I know that i want to spend my days laying with them, laughing, teasing, but always coming back to "i love you"; my nights holding on sending one last text before a sleep that gets me closer to seeing them again I don't know much. But I've already gone through a lot and loving them is one of the only things that i want to keep going through, until i know them and only them.