28. Do I love him or just the fact that he doesn’t love me? I want to tell him so badly I have feelings for you, but I don’t want you. I don’t want to. Part of me is willing to take these feelings to the grave. Coz I could fill you like a vessel, every sip of me you take. My peace, my bliss, your eyes boring into me like rays of sunshine. I beam and you don’t even steam your glasses. Sick as your eyes are, cannot perceive a charm.
unsmotable. fe.






