kissing until it starts to feel hot, overstimulating, uncomfortable.
a strange thing, really. usually the heat would bother me. usually i'm claustrophobic.
but this is different. nothing really bothers me other than the fact that we're not close enough.
a type of affection so intense it almost feels like hatred; with all of the clawing, scratching, biting.
and it's all with one intention; to get you to stay. because if i asphyxiate myself, hold you, love you, you can only stay in one place. and that's with me. if i hold you tight enough, you won't leave.
being desperate for somebody is a nasty thing. really.
