Flick your cigarette and kiss me.

I wonder how many times will it happen again before I crack and scare you with my infamous hugging fetish. In fact, I might not be able to hold it in. I might jump on you the next time you scratch your nose.

You're such a contradiction, it's attractive.

You like doing that thing where you make me want to get to know you even more. And not just because I'm secretly infatuated with you.
Now that doesn't happen a lot.

sighs.

Oh and today, I almost passed out on the toilet floor,
and then I watched the sunrise.

"It's lust eh, this is. Like a pretty little noose around your neck you want to tie tighter."