Words don’t ever seem to come up right but I still mean them, why is that
It hurts my pride to tell you how I feel but I still need to, why is that
I miss you like everyday
Wanna be with you, but you’re away
Said I miss you, missing you insane
But if I got with you, could it feel the same
"I want someone who is fierce and will love me until death and knows that love is as strong as death, and be on my side forever and ever. I want someone who will destroy and be destroyed by me."
Jeanette Winterson, Oranges are Not the Only Fruit (via rabbitinthemoon)
