I crave the way you touch me with your lips and the way your fingers float across my hips.
 I crave the way your legs go in between mine and the way your smile gives me butterflies inside.
 I crave hearing your voice the way you say I love you and I crave falling asleep feeling safe and sound next to you.
- bzq

"i love you.







but you're with her."

Growing up
     is not what
it seems.

       That's why
there are
people in their fifties
         acting like
they're fifteen.