I decided today, after what felt like months and months of indecision, that I’m ready to walk that path on my own. I’m ready to be content with myself and everything around me and…I don’t necessarily need you there beside me. I can’t kiss your scars if you keep ripping them open. I can’t sew wings to your back if you keep clipping them off. I suppose I should take your silence as a sign that I’m not needed any more and I’ll bow out with all the grace that I swept in with.
Take care, friend - and yes, I think that of you still, even if there are times when I know that I shouldn’t. Because
There are some things you cannot have. by BurnTheTreasure, literature
Literature
There are some things you cannot have.
I want you to touch me like I’m fragile and handle me with care.
Drag your lips from my shoulder to my neck and your fingers over my chest.
Talk to me - whisper me sweet nothings.
“I’ve got you and I’m never letting you go.”
“You’re the most beautiful girl in the world, you know that?”
“I love you.”
I want you to tell me what to do.
Grab a fistful of my hair and push me down.
Talk to me - whisper me hot promises.
“You’re mine and you’re not going anywhere.”
“I’m going to bite those pretty lips until they bleed.”
“I want you.&rdq