give me love

Sono poche le persone che io amo per davvero e ancora meno quelle delle quali io penso bene. Più conosco il mondo, più ne sono disgustata.

on our first date you told me about him
you told me about the love of your life

When you first slept at my house
you were hesitant
later I figured out that he was the last person that touched you
You probably didn’t want anyone to taint his fingertips out of your skin

When I asked you to date me
you didn’t say no
but you didn’t say yes either
You probably spent a lot of time imagining those words coming out of his mouth

When I first called you love
You couldn’t even look at me
It took you two weeks to hear that word without making a funny face

I’m not afraid of his ghost
Is just that sometimes I feel him between us
Sometimes I see him in your eyes
sometimes I feel like you are going to say his name instead of mine

Giuro non so fra chi collocarti: non so se stai fra le armature oppure fra le armi, fra le cure o i tagli.

Fuck people who don’t treat you like you’re a priority

Tu che ti metti da parte sempre troppo spesso.