I have no time to be
lied to by you. 
If you want me, want me, fiercely, wholly, under a thick spotlight of truth. 
If you need me, say so, often. 
If you want forever, then fucking commit. 
If you want our dreams to be ours, forge them with me with magic and the harsh reality of what love actually is. The bloodiness of it. The sacrifice. The heady, inimitable high of consistency and boring afternoons spent being annoyed by flies and how much I want to cuddle with you when I have morning breath because who showers on the weekend. 
Don’t waste my fucking time giving me hope. Just
Do it.