I want you..” She whispered, her voice catching in her throat. “I want you so bad. Not even in a sexual way, but I want you to look at me the way that I look at you. And though I’m not into simple compliments, I want you to touch my face and tell me that I’m pretty. I want the days where we lose ourselves between the sheets as I outline every vein on your body, because you are my map. You are my map to happiness, but to you I’m just a simple pitstop- a place where you refill your heart with my love until you have the strength to move on to your final destination, leaving me dry- empty. And, it’s hard because I’m always stuck between giving people everything and nothing, but then there’s you and you’re so much more than just a person. You’re my person, but I’m just a convenience, a blimp in the road. And, I just, I love you, and I thought that maybe you could love me, too. But, I should’ve known maybes were as temporary as I was to you.
— she is me /// galaxies-are-amongst-her