but I’m scared to death of how like paper, in a latern, you might incinerate me. if I let you light the taper, if i handed you the match.
and I wish I had the nerve to beg you to come see me.
so we’re in agreeance then. that relieves me so much.
maybe I’m broken or something…
but already after being near you with no affection I feel like this is a lie. Do you not wanna touch me? Because if you want a relationship with me, you have break the friend line.
and so far you’re afraid to even toe it.
what am I supposed to do? I’m afraid of you now, afraid you’re wasting my time.
I think some guys just give up trying to woo anymore so they offer drugs as a sub for romance.
happy valentine’s :D! here’s to hoping you aren’t dating a douchebag.
why am I the one who seems to inspire lashing out?
the problem is when you do this to me it reminds me of all the times my grandmother and aunt roared at me pointlessly.