Especially after we’ve spent the entire day together. It kills me that you won’t ask me to stay; that you don’t want me enough to kiss my face and wish me sweet dreams. I hate the fact that you pretend that you don’t care; I hate even more the possibility that that’s really the case: that you don’t care.
I want you - all the time, but especially in the night time. Your warm body close to mine, to make my heart race and my blood boil; to make my icy cold feet return to regular body temperature.
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