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praise me
praise me again
tell me I did “perfect” again
pat my head
tell me I did good
the more you say it, the more I live to hear it
I miss you i love you I miss you I love you I miss you I love you I miss you I love you I miss you I love you I miss you I love you I miss you I love you I miss you I love you I miss you I love you I miss you I love you I miss you I love you I miss you I love you
what’s he doing?
has he eaten?
did he drink water?
is he safe?
what’s he wearing?
does he look pretty as always?(of course he does)
how is he feeling?
what is he thinking about?
does he miss me too?
he initiated a hug
a hug
with me
He doesn’t like hugs
but he wanted to hug me
I can’t stop thinking of him
I miss him and I want to see him again already
I want to hug him
and I want him to hug me back
I want to hold him
I want to kiss every inch of him
his hands, his neck, his forehead, his fingertips
he’s so cute
and pretty
I want to ruffle his hair
cup his cheeks
kiss the back of his hands
hold him from behind
I think about you,
even when I’m desperately trying not to.
Your voice—
equal parts velvet and gravel;
weaving webs in my brain.
Being under your spell
would be an understatement.
My mind, heart, and soul
are dominated by you.
this will be my last post on this blog.
He is not in my life anymore and I am not in his; by his choice.
I don’t believe I will ever have feelings of romantic love for anyone else again. He took them all, and that’s okay.
I love you forever, ********.
we’re friends again 💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚
my love,
try to understand me
when I say
you torture me~
your lips—they beg for me
to get you alone~
(I want you to know—)
it’s the sway of your hips,
you taste so sweet~
I’m at your feet,
I can tell by the way you move,
that you want me to
want you~
i love the way you say my name,
and how many times you say it,
like you, Master of my heart and soul,
may possibly think of me too?

just the thought of you brings comfort
to live on the same earth, the same land, only minutes away from you is a blessing
I am truly so glad you are alive, my Beloved