longing for that partner;
starving for their company;
lost without their guidance;
blind without their vision.
what’s that love worth?
your heart will tell you it’s priceless;
your mind will tell you it’s worthless;
but what happens when you find
that connection, but you can’t be
desperate for your warmth;
dying for your touch;
seeking for your direction.
searching for your address…
fuck me, fuck me; i’m a goddamn mess.
a random message appears on my phone:
“I will always be right fucking here; in your
it appears that my GPS, WiFi, and OS have finally
rebooted; whew! that was a petrifying 35 seconds.