In red pen.

Waste not, want not is incorrect.

It reminds me of all the love we've yet to trek.

I never understood until now.

I stare at what you gave me with a furrowed brow.

I am careful to not waste my time with you, but I am still filled with want.

I am trapped with my own selfish cupidity.

Pining over you brings out my stupidity.

Feeling as if you own someone's love is my most absurd error.

The idea of you never thinking of me fills me with dread and terror.

Convincing myself I must be wrong makes me feel sick.

Seeing you gnaw on bones makes me wish it was between my shoulder and my neck.

I'd let you devour me whole if I'd trap you at my every call and beck.

I worry about being your mistake whenever tears fall from my eyes

I've been so anxious and vomited over an uncountable amount of "Why?"'s

I can never identify what you want, I feel filled with guilt.

Hearing you understand my own fears makes me feel unstable.

Without you in the thoughts of my own lust, climax is completely unable.

I wish I could force you to know how much I love no matter how sinful.

Never been with anyone, but there's something to infill.

It's not about the act, but the idea of being fully connected brings joy.

I still smell my shirt as soon as I get inside after each date.

It sucks laying in my bed knowing I have to wait.

Holding a stuffed bunny does nothing for me, especially knowing you're alone too.

It's schmaltzy to want my arms permanently wrapped around you.

I wish I was completely open with how I felt, love is too simple and I mean it wholly

It feels odd to change my mind on a book I saw as closed.

I see so much between us that my future arose.

It's a lot to spring upon you, so I always keep mute.

Holding another being with your eyes seems cute.

Maybe everything domestic seems gross to you especially whenever I put it into your brain.

It extends to everything I do.

Whenever I'm out buying things like a bra, I think of you.

Another dumb fact is making sure everything matches under my clothes.

I'd stand by you forever, even if our passion was something everyone else loathes.

I wish I could speak Spanish so I could whisper loving words to you, mi queridísimo.

You are within my blood and the last thought I have before I shut my eyes at night.

With you my future seems so much more bright.

My will to go on was ignited by knowing you loved me too.

I'd only ever live half a life without you.

My heart does not plan to change, I'm stuck on you.

It's nothing I ever wish to undo.