I have no work to do and I really wish I could come over and snuggle with you.
You have no idea how much I want to love you.
“But you’ve slipped under my skin, invaded my blood and seized my heart.”
––Poison Study by Maria V. Snyder
I want to see you.
I want you to see me.
You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it, eight years and a half ago. Dare not say that man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death. I have loved none but you. Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant.
-Jane Austen (Persuasion)
Apparently it’s not socially acceptable for a man to invite another man out just for coffee or to go out for a meal, in case it’s perceived as a date. Like it’s fine if you wanna go to the pub and drink beer and have a chat but make it non-alcoholic and suddenly you’re not straight anymore? You can go to the cinema together but ONLY if it’s an action movie. You guys can’t even just go shopping with each other. Oh masculinity, so fragile, so strange.
I just want you with me so badly.
I want to shower you with love and I want to show you what you mean to me.
You are far more precious than you understand.
I’m holding hope, because it’s all I’ve got.