Collision.


Getting lost in the thought of us together and alone is my not-so-guilty pleasure. Replaying our moments in my head is my favourite kind of escape. Living in a fantasy I want to turn into reality so badly. The mind is a powerful tool and I use mine to keep you close to me, so close we become one. I want you inside my skin, I’d rather be killed by you than any other of my addictions.

I can’t tell the difference between love and lust when it comes to you anymore. I feel it all at the same time, every emotion to the max. My imagination is running wild and real life is constantly ruining my illusions. But you have what it takes to make them come true. You look at me and I get lost in you in an instant. When you’re away I always find myself calling out for you. It’s like heaven and hell on earth.

Just a little bit more, though it will never be enough. No amount of time will leave me completely satisfied, greedy for your existence. Through the highs and the lows, the toughest moments, when I get that adrenaline rush, when I’m scared and alone; I long for you. 

Come as you are, you can do no wrong. I’m familiar with your flaws and you know all my imperfections. This is the purest form of nudity one can experience, it goes way deeper than the sight I’ve seen when you take your clothes off.

When you’re next to me nothing else matters. Blurred out figures with minimum meaning. I want you in the most destructive way. You seduce me without trying and I surrender without a fight.


Athina, x.

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