Longing paces circles in your heart. The want for more thrums just under your skin, and in your blood there are a thousand wolves howling, necks craned back in prayer to the moon.
You are not a monster for wanting more than what has been offered to you.
Don’t give me one-sided unrequited love, give me two-sided unwanted love. Both sides are deeply in love with the other and both sides are like ‘fuck, really?? them??? really?’
