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  • kikboimature 5d

    I want you ✍

    I want you in every way possible, imaginable. I want your sleep hair. I want your sweaty jog body. I want your morning breath kisses. I want your just got home from work tired eyes. I want adventures with your hand in mine along the way.

    I want 12am munchie runs with you in Calvin’s and oversized tees. I want Netflix lazy ass cuddle Sundays. I want cooking in our underwear and just that. I want teaching how to cook lessons turn into mini food fights with you.

    I want your moody I don’t give a fuck about anything days. I want your uncontrollable horny days. I want movie dates that turn into making out because you’re my “it only happens in movies” fairytale. I want your goodnight kisses. I want your happy kisses. Excited kisses. Shy kisses.

    I want your sad tears so I can wipe them away with my fingertips against your soft skin. I want your happy tears so I can cry with you as I pull you in closer to me. I want you’re leave me alone days so I can only want you more and assure you everything is alright, that you’re with me and I got you. I want to kiss you like the first time every time.

    I want your sleepy voice mumbles at 4am. I want your 5min corky laugh at the stupidest things only we would think of. I want your eyes locked in a way where I know how to respond and swipe you off your feet. I want your sick days where I look after my still just as beautiful woman, giving you tea, soup, medicine.

    I want your sick kisses so I can kiss you back with the cure to make you better. I want you in 10 years. I want you at 76. I want you at 106. I want just shut the fuck up and kiss me arguments. I want walk away disagreements turning into pulling, turning you around to kiss you shutting you up.

    I want I’m not sleeping until you go to sleep smiling nights. I want your 2am I can’t sleep pull me closer to you nights. I want to walk with you right behind me so I can guide you through the world in my view.

    I want to spoil you at random moments with flowers to show my appreciation and devotion towards you. All. I want all with you. I want you more than I have ever wanted anything else.


  • kikboimature 5d

    Talk to me. Tell me about how much fun you had yesterday, the joke that made you laugh until you cried, the dumb thing you're too embarrassed to tell anyone else.. Talk for hours about the things you love because there is nothing I'd rather be doing than listening.


  • kikboimature 1w

    Apologies ��

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    I’m sorry.

    I know I’ve apologized to you , but I really am truly sorry because I now understand your frustration. I get it.
    I understand why you always ball your hands into a first when you speak to me.
    I understand why you grip me so tightly when my mind goes in waves of panic.
    I understand why you always raise your voice.

    I understand your frustration.
    Because there’s a level of frustration
    A level of patience
    That comes with face to me.
    And for that,

    I am sorry.
    I know you were patient with me because you wanted me to understand, you wanted me to feel the way you felt for me but I couldn’t.

    I’m sorry that I’m always anxious, and over thinking everything.
    I’m sorry that I’m so clingy and always needs reassurance. I’m sorry that you have to express yourself for me every second of the day, or I would panic and think that you’ve found someone new to love.

    I’m sorry that the guy you met isn’t the same guy you’re looking at now.
    I’m sorry for making you lose your temper.
    But, It’s okay, I understand.
    I am hard to love.
    I find it hard believing that I deserve love.
    I’m sorry that I’m like this.

    I’m sorry that I’m possessive. I’m sorry that I’m sometimes too clingy. I’m sorry that I cry about things that don’t matter.
    I’m sorry for always accusing you.
    But I like you.

    And I’m scared that I’ll lose you, and I think maybe I like you a bit too much.
    But I do, I like you, and I’m sorry for hurting you.


  • kikboimature 2w

    “people will stop understanding you at certain phases of your life. growth comes in different forms so sometimes it’s harder to recognize. but you can never take it personally if you’ve outgrown their comfort level of you. you are a version of themselves they are yet to meet yet.”

  • kikboimature 2w

    You got beautiful eyes bae ��
    I love to stare until we disperse in each other

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    Her eyes

    let me tell you about her eyes tonight. 
    they're my favourite pair of eyes out of every single person that walks on this planet. they're shaped perfectly almond with the slightest bit of drop at the end.

    Her lashes, when she blinks, shed stardust like falling stars. i wish upon those stars. i am completely in awe at her skin and how beautifully its shape has been crafted; absolutely stunning.

    despite her grace, it's the warmth of her eyes that does it for me. the golden, heart tearing honey when she cries, a darker brown when she's shy.

    An entire museum of sunshine lives behind those eyes. Her smile widens and so does the landscape of sunset behind those eyes i watch with utter delight.

    there is no glare in them. no lie, no destruction, no black. even when they're dark they're bright. Her eyes are catastrophic like galactic soil.

    they're embellished with stars and kissed by mother earth. every moment spent falling for them is a moment where time does not exist, hydrangeas flourish.

    i have always penned eyes as cosmic or beholder of all things galactic, have always written about eyes without really knowing what they actually made one feel.
    Four years of writing, and she's the first one to ever show me what it's like to fall for one's eyes.


  • kikboimature 3w

    A letter I'm unable to send you

    I know you’re going to leave me I guess that’s okay… And I know you promised you wouldn’t every time I ended up crying in your arms but I also know that sometimes things don’t work out how they’re supposed to and sometimes dreams are just dreams and nothing more than a figment of our imagination that we long to fulfill.

    I know that things and people change and that sometimes the distance between them turns into miles of emptiness until the point in which when those two people who once knew every single detail of one another become strangers once again. So I understand if you’re done. I understand if you’ve given up hope to bring us back to the way we were.

    But when you’re tearing up all the letters, burning all the pictures, deleting all the texts don’t forget how they once were your most prized possessions. Don’t forget every kiss, every night you fell asleep next to me, every song you sang to me, every “I love you more fight”, every special moment we spent together. Don’t forget the rush you felt every time my skin brushed against yours and baby please don’t forget about me…

    I never experienced pain until that moment you left me standing in the middle of the street in the cold October air alone in the dark. The agonizing, unbearable pain that could only be healed by the love I once felt with you. You broke me, you shattered my heart into a million pieces and left them in the dirt scattered like the stars in the sky. You broke me, but baby I will love you with every shard of my heart, every fiber of what you left me. I’m not giving up. I’m just accepting the fact that I couldn’t save us.  


  • kikboimature 4w

    I'm gonna be honest with you," "Even though I know this isn't what you wanna hear right now, I'ma say it anyway cause you're my girl. You need to let someone new into your life. I don't have to be a potential 'boyfriend' or a 'lover', but you need to be refreshed. You need to give someone else a shot at making you smile, making you laugh-even just texting you a 'good morning' or a 'how's your day?' or a 'good night'. You need to let someone new court you for a while... you know why? Because little things like that are what's gonna show you that life has to go on for you too, and not just for the dude who left you behind. I know you're hurting, and I know this heartbreak shit isn't easy, but keeping yourself closed off isn't what's going to make it any better. The guy who broke your heart is out there living, thinking about himself. It's your turn now. It's your turn to live, and for fucking once, start thinking about yourself too.

  • kikboimature 4w

    It's been a while....

    It’s been awhile.

    It’s been awhile,
    sitting on this bench watching the Sun that’s setting between the buildings, just like me setting for you.

    It’s been awhile, since I realized everything is changing in me.

    It’s been awhile, I walked out of that four walls and now I’m sitting here hoping you’ll come.

    It’s been awhile, since we shared our first dance together and now I’m sitting here regretting it.

    It’s been awhile, You said you are broken and there was me wanting you to hold you.

    It’s been awhile, since I told you that all i got is this wine and you.

    It’s been awhile, I decided I’ll love your lies in the dark.

    It’s been awhile, since my soul wanted you to disappear in it.

    It’s been awhile, from You and I happened.

  • kikboimature 4w

    You can’t let people scare you. You can’t go your whole life trying to please everyone else. You can’t go through life worried about what everyone else is going to think. Whether it’s your hair, clothes, what you have to say, how you feel, what you believe and what you have. You can’t let the judgment of others stop you from being you. Because if you do, you’re no longer you. You’re someone everyone else wants you to be.

  • kikboimature 4w

    No relationship is perfect, ever. There are always some ways you have to bend, to compromise, to give something up in order to gain something greater…The love we have for each other is bigger than these small differences. And that’s the key. It’s like a big pie chart, and the love in a relationship has to be the biggest piece. Love can make up for a lot.