Sometimes
I wish that I didn’t ressent you. You are my weakness. The smell of your skin, the taste of your kiss, makes my knees weak. I love when you laugh, it makes me happier than I have ever been. I love when you smile because it lights up my day more than anything ever could. I love the sound of your name, and I love hearing you say my name. I wish that I could show my pain but that isn’t me.
