Fuse -lit - 💥
I feel like I can see the hunger in your eyes. I recognize it because I feel it too.
And lately… it almost feels dangerous being around you. Like if we were left alone together for too long, we’d completely lose ourselves in each other.
There’s just this tension. This fire.
We barely even have to speak — we just pass each other with that look in our eyes. And every time you get close to me, or I get close to you, it feels magnetic.
Honestly, I keep wanting to just throw myself at you. Wrap my arms around your neck and let you kiss me.
I want to rest my head on your chest and be held like nothing else exists around us. Just our own little world for a while.
I’ve been longing for you in a way I probably can’t contain much longer. I feel like one of those old cartoon dynamite sticks — fuse lit, seconds from exploding.
So… maybe don’t stand too close to me unless you’re prepared to deal with the consequences. 😌