It’s midnight and I crave you.
I crave your lips, your hands, your touch.
I crave you the same at noon.
I crave you every day, every hour, every minute, every second…
ever since I’ve met you.
I masturbated 4 times today.
Is it wrong that I can’t stop thinking about fucking you?
I mean, Jesus, 4 times in one day?
In my head, I have your body down
to a science.
I know how to make you beg and I know
where to put my hands.
We touch each other like piano keys
and it is beautiful, the way we sing.
Maybe there are some things you
just shouldn’t say out loud.
Maybe that way you never have to
apologize for them.
It’s Wednesday and I am out of my mind.
I am counting the tiles on the kitchen
floor just for some peace.
1, 2, 3, we don’t even make it to the bed, 4, 5, 6, I bite your neck and draw blood, 7, 8.
My mom asks me what I am thinking
about and I want to throw up.
I keep counting.
Want is an ache that won’t leave me be,
even when I sleep.
On Thanksgiving, I am going
to lick the cranberry sauce off of
my fingers and wish it was you.
Anonymous asked: What's so special about your bf? What makes him not like other guys?
Adam is absolutely unlike any man I’ve ever met. I knew before we even spoke he was special. He’s the most passionate person I’ve ever met. He makes me feel so beautiful…so amazing….so loved. That’s just with his words…to have that power is just….its insane. When he says “I love you” I can feel it. I don’t ever have to question his feelings for me. He does everything and anything he can to show me how special I am to him. He stays up to 5, 6, 7am if he has too, just to make sure I’m okay or just to talk because he misses me. He does ever ask, he just asks because its what you do when you care for someone.
Honestly I could go on and on and on about how amazing and different and spectacular Adam is…but I think that should give you a good enough idea.
He’s what every girl dreams and……I get to call him MINE! Ugh I’m so lucky…