What would it feel like to be held by someone? To breathe them in, their hands running through my hair while we laid in bed, pressed together. I want it so bad it hurts. But the smallest touch on my skin turns my stomach. My heart wants it but my mind can’t handle it. I want it but it hurts. Skin on my skin turns my stomach but my heart wants to be comforted.
this hit a little too close for comfort fr
