smooth like velvet, vital like oxygen.
your voice chokes me and your kiss revives my breath.
you are not what I want, you are everything I need.
if you ever call me annoying, even if it’s just jokingly, the chances of me ever speaking to you again are slim to none because I’ll be so afraid that every little word or sound that comes out of my mouth will aggravate you and make you cringe and hate my existence
i have this crazy urge to txt you cause i miss you so much but then i remember you probably don’t miss me at all.