Fuck the distance, fuck not being in your arms, fuck the intangible reality, fuck the way we are forced to be separated, fuck it all, I’m done trying to fucking pretend that it’s okay when it’s tearing me apart. I need you. I fucking need you, and I can’t think straight when you’re not here, or when you’re gone, I’m never at peace with myself and I won’t ever fucking be until my arms are wrapped around you and my lips are on yours. I can’t fucking be here anymore without you, I can’t fucking take it. I can’t fucking pretend that the distance doesn’t hurt when it’s the only thing that’s stopping us. I fucking need you baby, and I need to see you fucking soon.
I can’t express the way I feel whenever I see a someone get just a little too close to you. You brush it off as mere friendliness but I know better. I know they’ve spotted all those beautiful characteristics in you that I see everyday and love so much, and I know they will completely disregard the fact that you’re taken because apparently bitches will continue to be bitches.