broken-hearted and lost
Me if you use those fingers correctly.
omg I almost spit out the water I was drinking
a million gallons of fun
if u call me ugly or say something mean to me in general i will literally think about it all week and hate myself so dont do that
where my heart was.
anatomically, i should’ve answered
‘just to the left of the breastbone.’
but my god that’s not where my heart is at all.
it’s inside you.
Get dressed up and take me to an art museum.
Let me stare at you,
while you stare at the works of art on the walls.
The beautiful masterpieces that are so much like you,
increasingly beautiful to look at.
Throw on a hat,
and take me to watch your favorite baseball team play.
Let me fill up my camera with countless pictures of you,
as you fill the space around us with your laughter.
Grab your sunglasses, and go to the beach with me.
Let me playfully splash you with water.
Don’t get angry, I’ll let you splash me back.
Sit in the sun with me all day,
and then listen to me complain about my sunburn all night.
Bring a blanket,
and meet me on the couch.
I’ll make more popcorn than we could ever eat,
but god knows we’re both going to try.
Sit through a horror movie with me,
and I’ll reward you with kisses.
You can pick the next movie.
Take me out to the loudest sports bar you can find.
Let me buy you a drink,
and admire you in the dim lighting.
Let me soak in the fact that everyone is jealous of me because I have such a beautiful person by my side.
Play pool with me,
and then let’s argue on the way home about whether or not I let you win.
You’ll never know.
I don’t care what you do, or where you go. Just take me with you.
High schoolers in one sentence.
College students in one sentence.
Blooregard Kazoo is my spiritual animal
i would appreciate it if you would run your hands down my sides and up my shirt while you kiss me against a wall, and kiss and bite my neck while i pull you in closer kay thanks bye