“I always think about touching you,
about fucking you. I think about your hands
when I am at work, when I am
severing customers, when I am doing
the dishes. I think about fucking you
while driving to class, while watching
a movie with my cousins, while smoking
a cigarette with a friend that I haven’t
seen or spoken to in months. I think about you,
about kissing you, about being next to you
when I am alone and you are not here.
I want to fuck you, hold you,
touch you, listen to you
when it’s almost 2 a.m.
and I have to be up within the next
five hours. I want you, always,
always so much closer.”
- “It’s more than just fucking,” - CB
Published on May 19, 2015 15:56