I write these little notes almost so one day you'll see it..and realize how knee deep i am into you..because i don't think you believe me..

the way you lay next to me..looking straight into my eyes, and i let you..i dont like to be looked at but your eyes..those eyes ..i want them on me forever.

him: your going to get tired of me..and leave me.

Her: that has never been my role...actually..your gonna treat me like I'm the most amazing creature you ever seen..then your going to detach..and give me some shit about how you can't do this right now.

him: do you really think that?...look at me! do you?

her: i don't want to.. i don't know ...that seems to be the pattern.

him: all i can say is im not like other guys..and i think you feel that..

her : i know..i don't think i would willing do this with you if i really thought you were..being completely honest..my heart can't take anymore.

I'm falling apart...my mind is playing tricks on me..distorting the fact .

I cannot emphasize enough that my body 
Is a badly designed, poorly put together vessel,
Harboring these diminishing, so-called ‘vital organs’
Hope my heart goes first...

Heaven is a place on earth with you
Tell me all the things you want to do  
I heard that you like the bad girls Honey, is that true?

I hope you never think about anything as much as i think about you.

last night was the first time you called me baby in a text..it's almost like you felt that i needed reassurance that this is real..i spent the entire day over thinking what we are and fighting the urge to text you..and in one text my questions were answered.

you keep the demons at bay ..I hope you stay.

12/16

this is the start to something...I've only felt quite like this once before.

"silly girl..i know i mask it with my sarcastic nature, but i get that...that butterflies in the stomach feeling being with you..."

im haunted and im damaged...exhausted and enraged..but you..you make me so goddamn happy.



..I'm scared.

I'm holding on to my sanity by a thread...and i can't seem to stop thinking about you.

december 6

 I think it means something that all day i was basically falling apart, and your the only one i could share it with...i woke up and realized I wasted 6 years of my life in a shitty retail and it's almost too much to bare. You made it better ..i don't know how but you did.

I'm smitten , and i guess I didn't need ten hours tangled in bed with you to confirm that.

"i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite a new thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body. i like what it does,
i like its hows. i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones, and the trembling
–firm–smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like,, slowly stroking the, shocking fuzz
of your electric fur, and what–is–it comes
over parting flesh....And eyes big Love–crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you quite so new"

ugh.

I like you.................oh god I'm so fucked.

i need to write this down.. i have bite marks all over my body, ive never made out for two hours straight before...i love how pure you are and how natural everything with you is. i cant give you much , im not ready to get my heart involved..but you remind me of greg and the way everything between us was effortless...

grabs my face and kisses me *
Me: how long have you wanted to do that?
him: umm.. the first moment i saw you. damn what took me so long?