The fact is – I need you
I’m cursed with a propensity to love hard
On my list of best things I never had
I need you to answer my fucking phone calls
It’s so simple, but it’s everything
I need you – to make love to me
Lay my head on the flames on your chest
I can’t think in here
The affection of a Virgo
I need you to tell me that my hopes are real
Make me feel right
I need you to render me speechless
Categories: Journal Entries, Memoir, Poetry
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