constant

I wish I could've tilted your head back and kissed your lips

these secrets are hidden behind my hands.

No one knows.

they all assume.

People think I survive like this.

Darling I'm craving you.

Those freckles on your face.

Cut bangs that tickle my chin.

Oh how I wish you would've kissed me well.

I wanted to touch and listen to you.

I'm so afraid of opening that door.
I want more love.

I want more.

there is a point where all I need is you. 

You are my hero.

It is a constant fight between myself.

Of course you won't understand

-art.