I miss you. I've missed you. I tried not to. I tried to be this woman who don't get affected by love or by men, but you have taken my heart, and sort of my soul. I feel like I'm losing my mind for the sake of my heart (a reference to a feist song).
In some way I just want to forget you, and sort of wish I never met you, in some other way I just think that you are way to special, your smell, your own smell that is, your chest hair, your beautiful kisses, and just you. Its weird, because quiet frankly I don't really know you, but I am absolutely blown away. So dear you, please do not go now, because I really really really need your touch, and the secure I find in your arms, and your kiss. I really do. And I have never expressed so many feelings as I have since I met you. I know I should express them more clear to you. Im still working on that. I actually should just start out by telling you that I think I am insanely in love with you. Oh fuck, I fucking hate that. Im not supposed to be that girl. Hmm.

Its so weird seeing a picture of you, and smiling. And get butterflies in my stomach, and then realize; that you actually exist. Weird.
I miss you.

Du knuser mit hjerte. Stille og roligt. Et knus af gangen.
Vil du ikke nok stoppe?

so you like to fuck
but you don't like to love

Nu fik jeg dig
efter lang tids kamp
men
prinsessen sagde 'næææste'
og jeg overvejer at sige det samme.