One day you fall for this boy. And he touches you with his fingers. And he burns holes in your skin with his mouth. And it hurts when you look at him. And it hurts when you don’t. And it feels like someone’s cut you open with a jagged piece of glass.
Olga | 21 | London
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You say you don’t love him, but I see it in your eyes that you want him, I know that you need him, I can tell by the look on your face when you see him that you still care. I know somewhere in your heart you wish he were here.