& some nights I can't bear the silence clamoring to fill the void with any sort of noise because my thoughts torment me like nothing else that is, besides you.
I want to see you when you wake up hair a mess & weary eyes I want to hear your scratchy morning voice watch you struggle to stay awake I want to see the sunlight creep slowly across your body watch your eyes flutter open I want to wake up with you
you were like warm alcohol blurry bed sheets, comforting. you were like scuffed sidewalk chalk multi-colored nostalgia, dusty. you were like good morning kisses jasmine and rose, i don't wear that perfume.