I’m not here to boost your confidence with compliments. I’m here to figure out why you won’t open up. I rather see what the problem is, within the sea of broken promises.
It’s funny how some people can make you feel alone and be right next to you. While others can be thousands of miles away and still make you feel connected.
I want those forehead to forehead moments with eyes closed deeply. So deeply that the world disappears and every scent of you leaves an imprint on my mind.
I don’t want you like the simple things in life, I don’t want to love you simply. I want you like the dark secrets we keep to ourselves under the covers. In the moments we actually feel ashamed we can love something so much.
