Author: mydarlingxx PM
A collection of my thoughts on love, cliches, and forever my Oliver. Volume one.Rated: Fiction T - English - Chapters: 5 - Words: 753 - Reviews: 1 - Updated: 01-17-13 - Published: 11-02-12 - id: 3070898
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oh, i'd never be able to compare.
no story, broad or short-lived, could
measure up to your vast adventures
i'm so jealous of.
you've always told me to be straight forward with you, dear,
but it's something i've never been good at.
i suppose i can give it a try, however, and you'd see,
that somedays, i hate you, and i can't bear to see your face,
but other days, the seemingly better ones, i melt at your touch.
when your silky skin graces mine and our lips crash and collide,
i've never felt so at home-
and that means a lot, since i'm not comfortable in my own skin.
but you are.
you are so at ease with the world, and honestly,
there's no reason you shouldn't be.
if i looked as charming as you, i'd flaunt it too.
i like when i'm pressed against the frosty window,
breathing in winter's inhale, and it smells crisp and clean,
flowing like you, majestic and easily mistaken for pure.