I’m going to see the Arctic Monkeys tomorrow night and I’m beyond excited I could cry
One day you fall for this boy, and he touches you with his fingers. And he burns holes in your skin with his mouth. And it hurts when you look at him, and it hurts when you don’t. And it feels like someone’s cut you open with a jagged piece of glass, and then you realized you always felt that way.
I lost myself
the first kiss
and the moment
you called me
I found myself
on your bed,
wrapped in your arms,
peppered with kisses.
I left myself
in your car
the last time
you took me
I’m getting so used to being ignored.
That’s how you know you love someone, I guess, when you can’t experience anything without wishing the other person were there to see it, too.
Warm kisses are the best kisses.
One day I’ll wake up, and have forgotten what it was ever like to not have you in my arms.