I know it’s wrong. But that doesn’t keep me from wanting it.
I’m so desperate. It’s been so long, far, far too long.
We’re friends, good, but not great. What you don’t know is how intense the feelings I continue to have for you are. Despite the fact that I know you don’t deserve me. That i could do so much better.
Our relationship is a jumble of loose ends that could be neatly clipped by one night. A few kisses. Shared desire.
You don’t know how badly I want to feel your touch. How i love the kisses you plant on my forehead and cheeks. How meaningful every look we share is. And I know you share these feelings. I see the way you look at me, and it’s so obvious. In the comments that you make. In the way we act around each other.
I don’t need any conversation. You’re not as smart or as talented or as intellectual as I am. I just need to know that you want me as badly as I want you.
Even though it’d be a mistake, i somehow can’t drop it.