I want to be vulnerable with you.
I love you, but it's more than just wanting to kiss you,
it's more than wanting to hug you and hold you.
It's wanting to be by your side,
during the good and the bad.
It's wanting to be with you,
no matter what happens.
It's wanting to see everything you have to offer,
and showing you everything I have, too.
It's strange,
because while I want to hold you and kiss you and be gentle and sweet,
I also want to be with you when we're both at our worst.
I want to be there for you,
I want you to be there for me.
Maybe that's odd,
but I was never one for the ordinary, anyway.
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Poems & Short Stories
PovídkyA collections of poems, short stories, and whatever else may fall under those grounds.
