I want this too. I want all of it. The pointless bickering, the long walks, the late night phone calls, the good morning texts. I want cute pictures with you, to hold your hand, to make food for you, to call you baby. The joking, the wrestling, the fights, the long how-I-feel messages after we make up. I want to be one of those inseparable best friend couples where people are like “You guys are still together?” That’s what I want. With you.
They always say the hottest love has the coldest end
Someone come nibble my neck.