You slay me.
Let us wander, dear boy. Into that dark cold night. Let us walk hand in hand. Into the gazing starlight.
And didn’t anyone ever tell you? Real friends don’t use each other.
The stars align. A ship is home. The future arrives swiftly like a storm.
I couldn’t help but feel for you still with a desperate longing to take that enormous head of yours all bottled up in your insecurities and ego and cradle it between my naked petite breasts.
Speak to me. Don’t just talk to me. Let me know your decision before falling for you fades dissipates evaporates like rain.
I am loyal to you within the confines of our contract I just won’t love only you because you could not possibly only love and understand all of me—and I know that.