Love me forever, or die trying.

Everything's so boring. Same shit every day. I'm five seconds away from believing that this world has nothing to offer me anymore. Or am i too hard to please? The point is, you're here now. My life is twice a mess as it was before, and i wanna die twice as fast as i wanted to die before. Can i go back to that night? Can i have you that close so i can smell your hair and kiss you on the lips with my eyes barely open while whispering your name out the window so so so so soft?
Damn, could you make me more miserable? Do i cross your mind at night while you're alone staring at your cracked ceiling?
Can i say to you how much i think about you or speak about you or how much i miss you and how fast i'm falling for you or just how much am i starting to love you?
I'm not gonna fuck this moment up by using that word.
If i die tonight, it better be during a fucking orgasm. And i make you responsable for it.




So, thank you for being that kind of boy.