• Anesthetic

    by  • November 14, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Yearning for You • 0 Comments

    You are my own personal anesthetic, but you are also my wound. Being near you numbs the pain until you go away again and I’m left dependent on you with a gaping slash through my heart.

    I love talking to you and kissing you and missing you and hearing your voice and seeing your forehead wrinkle.

    I love sitting next to you wherever we are and knowing we’re thinking the same thing. I love whispering to you late at night and the first time we slept in the same bed. I love wanting to see you every day.

    I love knowing that I will be with you soon. I love knowing that you want to be with me as much as I want to be with you.

    Whenever I am with you, your eyes melt me and when you bite my lip I just want to become part of you.

    Wanting you is so hard sometimes, but so worth it. Just know that I will be here for you. Forever. I wish you didn’t have to leave, but I know that you do.

    Knowing makes it harder, but it also makes me want the time we have to be the best it can be.

    I don’t really know what love is. I don’t know if I love you. I just know that I can not be without you for long. And that it hurts me to see you go. Every time you walk away.

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