#yearning rant

[gothicrabbit11]

I want to rest my head on his shoulder and press soft kisses against his skin as we fall asleep to Jeff Buckly playing on my stereo, and I want to wake up in the middle of the night and brush his hair out of his face and smell him and the incense in the air and drag my fingers down his chest until I reach his waist and hold on like he might fade away. But yeah, we're friends, it's fine.