Honey Bun

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My honey bun, glazed to perfection, sunkissed by god himself. With you, my depression cowers in fear, and my mind clears and i dont feel like i'm drowning but i wouldnt mind drowning as long as you're drowning with me, i dont mind living as long as your living with me, i dont mind loving as long as you're loving with me... My honey bun, sweeter than sugar and my sweet tooth can't get enough of your presence, can't get enough of your mind, you're thoughts, youre indefinite beauty. you smile and i smile back and stare and think "wow, i dont deserve her but i have her and i'll keep her until she doesnt want to be kept" and i pray to god you always want to be kept and that you always want me to be your keeper. youre dedication draws me in while your gracelessness enchants me past your beauty. you're touch sends me into a frenzy and with you i feel warm, i feel alive, i dont feel dead like i normally do, i dont want to kill myself because i have something to live for, somebody to live for, and i dont mind living if i'm living with you, i dont mind loving if im loving with you.

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