I need to be physical with someone. Not even in a sexual way, I just need to feel someone. A hand on mine, or fingers running through my hair. Someone close enough for me to feel their heart. I need the warmth of someone else, and that makes me very sad.
the person who loves you now once loved someone else, and you have to be okay with that
The person who loves you now, at this very moment in time, at this particular juncture in space, once loved someone else before you, and you have to be okay with that. You have to be okay with all the previous mouths they’ve kissed or put their tongues into, all the names…
If a dead ancestor doesn’t appear in the sky to stop me, it can’t be that bad of a decision