Someone

You know, you've got eyes like coffee and a face full of stars. I tried to show you my quivering hands, and my ragged mind, but you shoved them away. I tried to show you someone who is broken. You don’t want broken, you want shiny and new, bubbly and bright. But I want you. Not in a weird way, but in a ruffled up hair, and pancakes kind of way. I want your arms wrapped so tightly around me I feel like I’m suffocating, but I’m using to holding my breath when you’re around. And even though it’s sick I want you broken down and sobbing, so that I can hold you tight and whisper soft things to you. I...