“Home doesn’t have an address, it has a heart beat and eyes that you could fall for every time you look into them.”
I crave you. I crave you like I crave a nice warm cup of coffee early in the morning. You keep me awake. You keep me alive. I crave you like I crave a cup of tea. You soothe me and calm my nerves. I crave you like I crave my old beaten up stuffed animal from when I was a kid. You comfort me. You remind of joy and good times. You’re only a boy and I’m only a girl but I crave you and I wonder if you ever crave me too.
“Maybe we were never supposed to bump shoulders at the little cafe on 15th street. Maybe I didn’t want to love you more than I loved myself. Maybe we shouldn’t have stayed out all night doing things our parents wouldn’t approve of. And maybe I should have listened to your pathetic requests for a turkey sandwich. But all I’m asking is if you loved me as much as I loved you, and if you ever feel the emptiness in your chest that I get when I’m lying in bed and all I can hear is your name”