I don't know you but I want to kiss you. I want to play with your hair and breathe you in. I want to hold your hand. I want to trace my fingers along your body. I want to smell you on me, that lingering scent of cologne, staying with me for the rest of the day. I want to make you laugh. I want to make you smile. I want to make you proud. I want to stare into your eyes and think to myself, "How am I so lucky?" I want to go on adventures with you. I want to cry with you. I want to scream with you. I don't know you but I want to love you.
About the Creator
emily mya
Writing has always been an escape for me. Something I use as therapy. Reading other's words make me feel less alone and part of a community. That is why I write, so other's don't feel alone and know that someone feels the exact same.
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