You fell asleep in his hands.
I watched him carry you up to bed while he laid down beside you.
I felt the need of doing something about that.
He cuddled you, stroked your hair, kissed you all over the face.
He took his shirt and shorts off, being left in only boxers.
He put the cover over himself and pulled you close up to his bare body.
It shouldn't be him doing all this sweet stuff to you, it should be me.
I do this every single night, it's like a routine for me everyday.
You just never notice.
You never feel my cold body press against yours at night while I cuddle you.
And you never will.
You'll never feel my emotionless lips touche yours.
I wish you would.
I'm sure it's a great feeling.
I never experienced any of those things.
As far as I know of...
And I most likely never will.
Why?
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Unanswered Questions {Nash Grier}
FanficShe's perfect. She thinks she's not, however to me she is and always will be. I'll never be perfect for her. I'll never be anywhere near it. I'm sure of that. I want to be good enough. First of all, I want to be a breathing creature, I want to be a...
