.I see you growing exhausted at the hours you spent trying to reel me back in..i wish i could give you back all the days I ruined by feeling to much, I wish I could give you the softness you deserve.
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.I see you growing exhausted at the hours you spent trying to reel me back in..i wish i could give you back all the days I ruined by feeling to much, I wish I could give you the softness you deserve.
i want us to be messy and beautiful together
I feel closer to you then ever before, but part of me still feels like your distant, like theres always something you can't say, or don't want to. I just want to be in a place where we don't have to feel jealous or unworthy of each others love.
I want to know every detail you've never told anyone, i want you comfortable enough to get angry,sad or just wrapped up in the moment without feeling like you need to distance yourself to seem more put together.
I've never been more comfortable then i am with you, and I'm someone who is constantly uncomfortable in there own skin, i appreciate everything we do to help each other grow
I want to be inside your darkest everything.
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