Exactly me(via givemecheetah)
Last night I thought I kissed the loneliness from out your belly button. I thought I did, but later you sat up, all bones and restless hands, and told me there is a knot in your body that I cannot undo. I never know what to say to these things. “It’s okay.” “Come back to bed.” “Please don’t go away again.” Sometimes you are gone for days at a time and it is all I can do not to call the police, file a missing person’s report, even though you are right there, still sleeping next to me in bed. But your eyes are like an empty house in winter: lights left on to scare away intruders. Except in this case I am the intruder and you are already locked up so tight that no one could possibly jimmy their way in. Last night I thought I gave you a reason not to be so sad when I held your body like a high note and we both trembled from the effort.
Some people, though, are sad against all reason, all sensibility, all love. I know better now. I know what to say to the things you admit to me in the dark, all bones and restless hands. “It’s okay.” “You can stay in bed.” “Please come back to me again.
This is so sad and incredibly relavant.
I dont want sex, i want the things that lead up to it. The slow kissing then the passionate kissing, then the pulling closer, the neck kisses, the grabbing, biting, heavy breathing, grinding, the pauses while you catch your breath, feeling each other. Oh my.
Just because someone desires you, it does not mean that they value you.
Read it over.
Let those words resonate in your mind.
i just want a girl who touches me distractedly
like sitting watching a movie and she just kinds of drags her fingers over your skin while watching and she doesn’t have a motive she’s not trying to tickle you or be sexual with you she’s just touching your skin and feeling the shape of your bones under that skin like it’s physically comforting for her to know that you’re there right under her fingertips