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all i could think of was your body against mine. not in a very sexual way but in a protective kind of way. i could think of your arms and how they would hold me tightly so i’d be warm. i could think of your legs which would cling to mine so i wont get away sneakily. i could think of your lips breathing out air slowly over mine so i could remember every second im not alone. all i could think of was how i would sleep like a baby in your arms unaware of the troubles that await me.
//nikitagupta
I need to kiss you so badly. One of those kisses where I’m pressing against you as much as possible and my hands are in your hair and moving down your back, clutching to you in any way I can, kissing you as deeply as possible and thinking you’re mine, mine mine.
You started a tornado in me. It threw me against all possibly obstacles & through all of them I fell. I collapsed on the ground, exhausted by the pain you & her were putting me through. The both of you just kept saying “sorry” “I’m sorry” “please forgive me, I’m sorry” but sorry will not erase the scars that have marked my body when I went through these times. I collapsed to the floor and you didn’t even offer to help. The both of you said sorry; & that is why I am not able to function properly. I am broken. I am torn.
-source: christinadelia
i think the worst thing about missing you is that you aren’t mine to miss
i think the worst thing about missing you is that you were never mine at all (via depresseddisneyprincess)
And I don’t need words to soothe on a badly lit phone. I need your arms around my waist; your chin above my head. I need your hands on mine and mine beneath yours.
I need your trying.
You calling until I pick up to know if I’m alright, because you somehow just knew I wasn’t. The kisses on my spilled tears I desperately tried to hide from you.I need you, I need who you were before you took me for granted.
C. Sl (via unbrokensoulandspirit)
I want you in every way possible. I want you when you’re sick, I want you when you’re sad, and I want you when you’re happy. I want you in the morning and at night. I want you when I make breakfast. I want your hands in mine. I want you in my arms and next to me in bed. I want your lips against mine. I want to watch movies with you and build forts. I want to lay on the hood of the car under the stars. I want to spend holidays with you. I want you, and only you.
I still see your face in strangers, I still wake up at 3am feeling your body next to mine, I still wonder how you’re doing. I still read our old conversations, I still feel your hand in mine when I walk down the street, I still hear your voice when I fall asleep. I still cry because my room is so empty without you. I still say “us” instead of “me”, I still check my phone every 5 minutes just to find that you didn’t message me. I still see you smile when I stare at the walls in my classroom. And every time someone mentions your name, my heart sinks to my stomach and I have to fight the tears because I still can’t believe that you’re gone.
(via im-sad-lets-have-sex)
don’t get me wrong I want sex and I want your body on mine and I want to make you moan but more than that I just wanna fall asleep with your arms around me and your hand in mine and not a care in the world
Before I met you, I had never been so happy to call someone mine, and only mine.
Before I kissed you, I had never got the feeling of getting so lost in a single kiss that left me craving more, like I do with yours.
Before I held you, I had never felt more at home then I do wrapped in your arms.
Before I looked at you, I had never fallen so in love with a single persons eyes, like the way yours light up my entire day.
Before I met you, I didn’t think i’d make it this far..
(via keepuporshutup)
it’s not you’re* or your*. it’s all Mine. everything is Mine