fishypurple

every footstep and the warm sunshine was like a floating dream. the voices around echoed in its empty hollow i will not wake. it's too beatiful a dream i will not wake. but with each surreal step, i could hear the deathly chimes. and here i will soon be, laying in my restraint, a coffin suffocating my rainbow dreams.

I need to love you, care for you, reach for you, cry for you, and maybe even willing to die for you. But that would be pushing to extremities, so fuck that, because I need to want you. I want to wake up in the morning and see you beside me and kiss you with all that bad morning breath, then to brush my teeth next to you in the bathroom while you shave as we share the single sink. I want to meet your family, all of them including your glamorous grandma, your fuddy-duddy grandpa, your loud uncles and aunts, and enviously gifted cousins, and three irritating pesky toddling half-sisters and your nice stepmom, and your macho dad, your spoilt br