You are the chosen one, both my heart and brain know it and, for once in my life, they agree on the same thing: loving you.
You're always haunting my thoughts, I wonder about you all the time. You occupy my mind and make me wonder about what you'd be doing at that exact moment ... if you miss me like I always do, if you desire me as much as I do, if I come across your mind when you're busy or when you lay in bed or when you see two lovers somewhere. You know, everything seems like reminders of you, you're not here, you're miles away but I can still see you, somehow, everywhere. And I wish it weren't this way, I wish you were here next to me, I wish I could see the beauty and innocence of your face when you are asleep in my arms, I wish you can hold me and grab me so tightly that I can feel every inch of you pressed against every inch of me, I wish I could feel your face pressed into my neck, your chest shaking inside of mine and your heartbeats rhyming with mine making a harmonious symphony. Sometimes, home has a heartbeat and let me tell you that I feel homeless without you. I need you, I need to be held by you.
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Freckled Thoughts
AcakA bunch of short stories made out of unspoken thoughts and messy feelings. You can find yourself here and get lost between these lines.
