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[farahhassim]

If I give myself to you completely, will you unite our souls? Will you make me suffer for your love, or keep me captive in your affection? Will you silence my words when they displease you, and use me for your pleasure? But will you also comfort me when you're troubled, and kiss me with gentle passion? will you use me for your own ends, yet still manage to love me?

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this, and her

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In the plethora of our morning kisses, when you taste like me with a hint of leftover Chardonnay from our evening of nightcaps and far too much sex.

I want to savour it, savour your taste and how soft you are in the early morning. I want to be fully submerged in you and the way your features soften in the sun.

Your mane of brown messy curls have never been more loved by me then when they cascade down the sides of my face to bring me closer to you and enclose us from the world.

When you kiss me with the softest set of lips and bring our bodies together - i never want to leave- i want to relish in the feel of your warmth on a cold morning.

When you sneak a hand down my body to feel how ready i am for you- for your touch, and a blush creeps into my cheeks while i bask in the satisfaction that i am yours.

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oh, what i’d do to be your muse

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just two lovers, unrequited in their own love for each other.

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Will I ever be loved ?

Will someone ever see me in the subway,

And think to themselves how beautiful I am ?

Will someone ever come up to me

And give me the most heartfelt compliment ?

Will someone ever pay attention enough

To know by heart my coffee order ?

Will someone ever care enough

To learn about the most intimate parts of me ?

Will someone ever be brave enough,

To ask about the things I never say out loud ?

Will someone ever see me

As more than a friend or a nice girl ?

Will someone ever help me

To heal the parts of me I wish I could heal alone ?

Will someone ever be here for me,

In those moments when I isolate myself from the world ?

Will someone ever give me flowers

Not because it’s a special occasion but because they wanted to ?

Will I ever be loved, for who I am. For who I was. For who I can be.

Will I ever be love like I wish I could love someone ?

Will I ever have the chance to experience those feelings I read about everywhere ?

Will I ever be loved, cherished, adored ?

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Why do I need to be hurt to write? Is it because I can only feel sadness at such a profound level?

I can't find beauty in my happiness. This joy doesn't prompt me to write.

Do I need to make a choice between being a writer or being happy? Does my desire to become a writer encompass the acceptance of a sorrowful life?

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on the count of three breathe me in and

taste my lips

let your hands wander as if they have their own imagination

take me wherever you want just don’t let go

keep your arms around me and hold tight until i force you to let go

kiss me tenderly and say you love me

tell me you’re all mine

let me do want i want with you

let me taste you and breathe you in, hold you tight until i decide to let go

forgive me when i do and say you love me again

rest your head against my chest and listen to the way my heart yearns for you

kiss me raw until my lips are bruised and my heart stops beating

touch me like it’s the last thing you’ll ever do

look into my eyes when you leave bruises filled with love across my skin

bite me softly until i tell you i’m yours

keep us hidden for one night and explore this desolate island that you’ve chosen to love

learn the way my heart beats and my breaths chase yours

love me until you can’t anymore

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i was just a baby...

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sometimes being loved is the biggest burden because like what did i do to deserve love???

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And then when we can't think of how to start it, we create memes

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give me a billie eilish exam and i will pass with flying colours

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morning runs 🌤️

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The need to press my lips to the tender, vulnerably unguarded patch of your skin that I am now claiming, the feeling of warm river of life that courses through you below the surface comforting my face

The tapestry of muscle and veins, contours of the neck unique and elegant, the power it has on your body reacting to my touch as I feast, feeling the wild song of your pulse against my teeth

An animalistic urge courses through me as I carve a line across the flower petal softness of your flesh with the tip of my tongue, savoring the delicate taste of the oils and salt that lift off your skin, the fragile trace of perfume mixed with sweat fill my lungs, exciting a deeper hunger inside me

I yearn to hear the involuntary raw sounds that violently escape your heaving chest as you pierce your nails into my flesh and give in to me