You don’t have to say anything,
we can lay on
thick blankets covered in
cigarette burns
and stare at
the paneling on the
sagging walls.
Kiss me
as the dust
collects on the picture
frames and
the wind carries away
the steady glances
we share.
You look beautiful
with
that cigarette
between your lips.
You look beautiful in
the color
red.
Jan 14, 2014
Jan 14, 2014 at 9:57 PM UTC
All i can seem to recall of you is the exhaust and remains of every friday night we've spent together. I can remember wishing that those nights had lasted a little longer. I'm trying to forget, if not now, then tonight, and if not then, i might just give up for good, because god knows i cant take another day of you turning up in my thoughts uninvited.
Jan 13, 2014
Jan 13, 2014 at 5:04 PM UTC
I ghosted my name into your skin with the tips of my fingers and hoped that if you felt it enough it would never leave you. I was selfish, yes, but you made me so in loving me. I wanted all of you. Every laugh line, skin cell, atom, and every tear and tooth. I never wanted anything like i wanted to leave fingerprints on all the greatest parts of you, and in wanting this so terribly, i allowed you to leave fingerprints on mine.
Jan 8, 2014
Jan 8, 2014 at 2:28 PM UTC