Away from you, beside you
I want to push you away,
like i'd had enough,
of your hands on
my skin
I want to warn you that i am going to say it,
i swear i'll say it again someday, someday
Want to grow tired of i love you's, tell me one
thing. one fucking thing that you hate about me today.
thankfully we only
spend enough time
to begin, i hope
for whispers
enough time
to say hello
