I know you're not property, but I want to call you mine.
I know I'm not someone you need, but I want to be someone you want.
I know we don't live anywhere near each other, but I want to run away with you.
I want to see your eyes spark with life when we explore together.
When we just sit in the comfortable silence of the simple day.I know it could never mean as much to you, but it would mean the space to me. Yes, that big, that much.
Other days I want to feel your soft, pale skin against mine. I want to wrap my arms around your small waist and whisper sweet everythings to you, because that's what you are to me. I want to sing you songs and right all your wrongs. I want to be cheesy and romantic like the movies.I also want to be rough and hold you close. Behind closed doors no one will dare ask what we do, they know that a bond like ours is too strong to be wrong. I want at least one of our beds to grow weak and creak. I want at least one of my favorite pairs of clothes you wear to get ruined. I want us to intertwine and be one.
I have so many wants and not one of them is as great as the want to just see you smile at me. I just want so much, and I yearn for your touch, telling me that it's real. Here and now is where I am. There and then is where we could be.
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Sidetracking Through Our Lives
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