I’m constantly torn between wanting cute cuddles and nasty, naughty, dirty sex.
Let me be your:
7am morning fuck before you go to work
Midday text, letting you know that you’re on my mind
5pm cuddle after a long days work
11pm rough fuck as i pound away the frustrations of your day
2am soft whisper in your ear, as i tell you “i love you”
what a trippppp.
Never get too attached to anyone unless they also feel the same towards you, because one sided expectations can mentally destroy you.
I’ve never been very good at math until I realized,
It’s been six months since I’ve last spoken to you,
thats approximentally 15,638,400 seconds
since you’ve become someone I used to talk to everyday,
to someone I never say a word to.
I’ve always had to count on my fingers because big sequences of number made my head ache.
But I find myself remembering a certain combination of 10 digits,
But having enough courage,
to hear the dial tone ring.
I’ve always had a problem with negative integers,
I can hear you saying, “The subtraction makes it a positive!”
It might be easy for you to subtract me from your equation,
But the outcome for me is quite the opposite.
Now it seems to be adding up,
That I’ll never be something you miss.
And if one thing is harder than the Pythagorean Theorem,
Then it has to be this.”