You've gotten me addicted to your touch. You don't seem to know your power over me. But I'm throwing myself at your feet. Begging for a glance. A little touch.
Words from your mouth that you'd present to me.
Give me one peek into your thoughts, darling.
I've become a woman pleading for your thoughts to be shared with me.
How ridiculous.
You give me crumbs and I convince myself they're loaves of bread.
YOU ARE READING
a patient housewife
RomanceA collection of thoughts from a recent heartbreak. It's short but I hope you can relate in some way. Let me know what you think <3
