Your skin on my skin drives me WILD.
If loving you's a sin, why does it feel so right?
You b r e a k me, yet you know exactly how to fix me.
You're on my mind.
Constantly.
I'm driven i N S A n E.
By you.
Only you can make me feel lost yet safe.
Why are you driving me cRAzy?
You deserve to be in a museum.
You're too beautiful to touch.
Yet I want to.
I feel the need to.
I crave to.
R e a l l y B a d l y .
It's making me M A d.
Why do you feel so fragile yet I am the one holding on to you?
I'm holding on for dear life.
You're a little china doll.
You're my little china doll.
You feel so delicate in my arms.
I want to be your glass.
I know that I might break
I might be frail
They'd have to go through me before they get you.
I want to protect you.
I'll try to.
Because you're so fucking beautiful.
Because I am fucking in love with you.
Maybe someday I can have a beautiful relic like you.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts when I can't sleep
PoetryOr other things. I update whenever my heart skips a beat. May contain poetry or some personal shizazzle.