You wrecked me and
Screw poetry, it’s you I want,
your taste, rain
on you, mouth on your skin.
if you’re ever proud of me and say ‘that’s my girl’ I can guarantee my heart will melt into a little puddle of happiness
I wish you were in my bed instead of my head
It’s not just about sex. Don’t get me wrong. Sex is fucking great, but when you have a connection with someone, when you feel so strong for someone, just a kiss is enough to make your knees weak. You just can’t beat that.