when this feeling slowly disssolves away into nothing but the dim tugging sensation of a bond you know you need to upkeep, more out of obligation than anything else. when love becomes a routine, a box to check, desensualized and devoid of all warmth
I love how clingy I get when I’m in love. I wanna hold your voice,touch your ribcage, and lick your skin. I wanna devour you so I can keep you. I miss him so much