Devin

I don't know how to tell him that I love him. Whenever he's around its always at a distance. Why? Why can't I go up to him?! Is it the way he stinks good? Is it the way his clothes always have a stain on them. I don't care but I love him. I need Devin. I'm tired of following him home from school. I'm tired of seeing him through his window. I want to hold him. I want him inside my stomach. Carry him around like he's apart of me. When you love someone like I do, you will tear through anyone. The other day someone found me eating his used tissues out the trashcan. I had to make them go away. I want him. I want him. I need him. He's mine. mine mine mine mine mine.