Num Nums

Breathing is simple when I'm next to you.

Tears of desperation are met when the thought of us serpating arises in my brain.

I am mentally lost when you aren't right next to me.

Youthfulness is all we have at this moment.

Enjoying each other's flaws is enticing.

Your laughter is like a contagious virus.

Pleasure, pain, and persistance is all our relationship consists of.

We are caught up in a cycle of despair and hope.

I resent you for the fact that you cannot see your own beauty.

Everything you do, is perfect in my eyes.

I am comfortable with you and able to appear as idiotic as possible

I cannot survive without you, Pamela.