I had another dream about you, but this time it wasn’t a bad one. All the other dreams made me hate you more and more, it made me realize how much of a lier you were but I’ve done some things way worse you don’t know about while we were together so i have nothing to complain about but the fact that you didn’t try.
I loved you, I loved you so fucking much! When I broke up with you why couldn’t you try to fight for me back? I thought we were crazy about eachother, willing to do anything for one another. Its been 2 weeks since I’ve heard your voice, 3 weeks since I’ve felt your love. I know you’ve lied but it’s not like I haven’t. It was my fault for being too over-protective with others, you just don’t get how much I’m losing myself because I’ve lost you. You kept my life complete, you kept me together. . I’m tired of pretending like nothing is wrong when every night I cry and cry to the point where I’m starting to see no point in life to were there’s no bright side in anything. I don’t know why you’re ignoring me, when I’m trying my best to keep you here, at least as a friend. But I’m an emotional wreck so I see the side of why you’re trying to get rid of me. Just remember that I love you so much. . my heart will forever hold a special place for you, no matter how many times you break it.
"Kiss her. Slowly, take your time, there’s no place you’d rather be. Kiss her but not like you’re waiting for something else, like your hands beneath her shirt or her skirt or tangled up in her bra straps. Nothing like that. Kiss her like you’ve forgotten any other mouth that your mouth has ever touched. Kiss her with a curious childish delight. Laugh into her mouth, inhale her sighs. Kiss her until she moans. Kiss her with her face in your hands. Or your hands in her hair. Or pulling her closer at the waist. Kiss her like you want to take her dancing. Like you want to spin her into an open arena and watch her look at you like you’re the brightest thing she’s ever seen. Kiss her like she’s the brightest thing you’ve ever seen. Take your time. Kiss her like the first and only piece of chocolate you’re ever going to taste. Kiss her until she forgets how to count. Kiss her stupid. Kiss her silent. Come away, ask her what 2+2 is and listen to her say your name in answer."
Just bc school started doesnt mean ill stop bein a hoe