fyeahkurokonobasuke:
山崎 パン
I miss your lips, Peter. Your hair, your nose, your eyes, your skin. I miss everything about you, even your philosophical quirk whenever someone asks you a question. I miss that little nub on the back of your shoulder. I miss that little speckle of blush whenever I talk to you.
I miss you squeezing my hand while clinging, even when confused. I miss you moaning, and letting out little pants beneath me. I miss your vulnerability and opening willingness to let loose.
I miss you, and I love you. You are the only one I have loved, or will ever love. Take my word for that.
I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. - Aaron