I crave for your touch. I crave to be hugged by you. I crave to be held by you. I crave the feeling of your hand resting upon my shoulder. I crave the look you give him. The stare, the love, the lust. I crave the feeling of you lips on mine, his lips on mine, though I've never had your lips perched on mine.
I just crave you. I want you to touch me the way you touch him. I want him to touch me the way he touches you. I want you to touch me. It can be innocent or it can be slightly more. I don't care. I just crave you. I crave both of you.