90's Bitch.

I want you to hug me from behind, unexpectedly. I want you to give me your hoodie when I’m cold. I want you to hold me and keep me warm. I want you to cuddle with me and watch movies. I want you hold my hands and play with my fingers. I want you play with my hair. I want you to take amazing photos with me. I want you to come to my house and meet my family. I want you to lay in my bed with me and just hold me. I want you to watch the sunrise & sunset with me. I want you to give me piggy back rides. I want you to kiss my forehead. I want you to sing my favourite song to me. I want you to wipe my tears away. I want you to always remind me that you really love me. I want you to tell me you miss me. I want you to drop everything and hug me tight. I want you to take pictures of us. I want you to take me on a picnic. I want you to smile every single time you see me. I want you to know how much I love you. I just, want you.

I like how girls smell. I like their soft pretty hair. I like their painted fingernails, and the way they present themselves. I like their soft skin and their glistening eyes. I like their fragile bodies and how bright their face light up when excited. I like their white soft smile and their giggle, how easily distracted some of them get. I like their carefree attitude and their confidence. I like their little feet and little hands, the way their fingers looked intertwined with mine. The way they caress my thumb with theirs when holding my hand. The way they kiss my neck when we cuddle. I like the way they make me feel in bed, how they could make me lose control. I like the way they could make me forget everything around up when their pink lips touch mine. I like the way their fingertips trace my body, and the way their nails scratch my back roughly. I like everything about women.