I Miss The Sea

I miss the sea...

I always imagine going to the open sea.

On a small boat, perhaps.

A yacht, if I'm feeling fancy.

I'll get sea-sick, I'm sure of that.

But take me to the sea, nonetheless.

To hear the waves hitting surfaces.

To see the stars decorating the sky.

To ask myself everything, from 'how' to 'why'.

I miss the sea...

=TheUnintended=
  January 14 2013

Hot

3.47 a.m

And I want you so bad

To have you on my lips

To taste you on my tongue

To hold you in my hand

To look you in the eye

To breathe in your ear

And whisper...

You are the hottest thing I've ever done

You are the hottest thing to ever happened to me

To be skin-close to you like I did again

So hot...

I'll gladly fucking burn

=TheUnintended=