December 2011
134 posts
You
Lay your head upon my chest,
And I will let my fingers comb through your hair.
While my lips meet with yours.
And my warmth mixes with yours.
And our thoughts are alike.
When we only think of one thing,
You.
You.
“
if you can text me, then why not Facebook me?
if we can do the dirty, why not kiss in public?
ohh i know, because you are a BOY
” —I know that this is just temporary, but fuck it I'll take it while I have it.