I want you.

[emmaholovesyou]

 I just realized that I need nothing more right now than you. I long for your touch and I smell your skin everywhere. I ache to be with you and god knows that I hate when you ignore me. I think I've just learned what the meaning of "want" is because this is something I have never felt before and that I can only describe as intense attraction and desire. I crave to have your lips near mine and your a hands touching mine. You continuously drive stakes at my heart by being with her and I know this sounds petty and selfish but I deserve you. What has she done for you? Has she told you how good your haircut that you though made you look terrible really looked? Did she hold onto your artwork after you left early just so you could have it safe until Monday? When has she finished up the ends of your sentence so that our history teacher understand what you meant about King Tut? I need to be with you, the slenderness of your body, the strength of your arms and shoulders, the soft skin on your face and hands. I miss you... but I never had you to miss. That's why I want you. I want to taste you for the first time, meet your eyes and not be afraid for the first time, touch your hand and keep it there for the first time, not be interrupted with her awful small talk... for the first time. Be with me. I Want you, I need you, I miss you.

I'm sick of your shit. You love me, too.