yearning (a note)

I’ve felt so many different types of yearnings for you 


When you dragged your fingers across my legs in her basement, fuck

I wanted you so badly 


Forever needing the truth from you, begging with blood in my eyes 


When you begged me in the forest to only be yours because you needed me more than the air in your lungs 


Now I just yearn for anything 


From you 


i create

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