|that which is distant.
||[Sep. 15th, 2009|07:48 pm]
I want so much to be loved the way a boy who has just found love for the first time demonstrates his passion. Without reservations and totally blinded by his own desire. It feels like he's walking on air when he sees me and keeping his feelings to himself ends up feeling as though it is burning him down entirely; smouldering. And I will try to keep my cool for as long as I can, until I feel it overflowing in me, too. We spoil one another incessantly for weeks on end. |