under construction this new thing that we’ve built covered by a hovering obstruction of guilt
the last time i felt anything even close to this was never
i want to squish those bratty lips into a pucker like a fish and give you an awkward, but hilarious kiss and even though we’ve not yet touched it’s your face and smile and voice that i always miss
this heart in my chest says that it likes you best and who am i to argue? why should i try to protest? i must confess that my life and my mind are a constant mess i don’t know if i’m a damsel but i’m most certainly in distress
****, i really like you i really want you i crave to feel your embrace to look into your eyes and rub my face against your face to bite your lip and give you a taste i promise not to let a single drop of your worth go to waste
i actually want to live because there’s so much i want to give there’s so much i want to share with you and the world when it feels like just yesterday i didn’t ******* care i didn’t think i could go anywhere but down and kept hoping to soon end up in the ground
but here i am singing and smiling and doing what i love with you in my mind and my heart giving me something to dream of