Do you know what home feels like?
When I found you, I remembered
I didn’t even know I had forgotten
Isn’t that funny?
How everything you’ve ever wanted creeps in when you aren’t looking
But I was always looking for family
So when I found them
It felt like I was dreaming
Or maybe I finally felt like family too
I sit up at night
Studying both sides of my hands
How much time did I lose?
Was it a dream, after all?
I couldn’t have been asleep that long
Your breath still bathes the skin of my shoulders
Your hands still fumbles in my blankets
I still feel you
I must have had too much to drink because when I woke you were just.. gone and I was on
A stranger’s couch
Kindness on the table cooked perfectly
Every smile feels like The Truman Show, honestly
Wait
Wasn’t I just with my family?
Don’t I have family?
I was just thinking of my family
Could you tell?
Do I look like I need it? Can you tell I’ve been violently weeping in the wood? I’m some sort of ghost, will you take care of me? Have I skinned my knees? My palms sting. Did somebody say something when I was out because there’s a sheet of softener in here and everything is dry even though you have to hit the button every 20 minutes and I always forget to come back
It’s sweet to know at least somebody’s mother is watching my clothes while I step out for air
You didn’t have to
I should say thank you
I look around
Last in, first out
Not a scratch in my day but
How long do you spend here?
Cleaning all the clothes in the house
My house is small
So sometimes I let my basket build for weeks
So I can stay a little longer
Flaunting XLs like I got somebody at home
Oh, I hear him making dinner now
Throwing the pan across the room when I smash my finger putting away the cart, making a scene just to hear me laugh
He’s on his knees in seconds just to **** the blood from my knuckles and
Get this,
He doesn’t even
Spit it out
He looks up smiling and says,
“What would people think?”
Now, the sight of blood makes me dizzy
But it isn’t the color
I’ve always known how to clean up after myself but it feels
Harder now
To have less in my basket
I’ll just take my time folding
Anyway, I like the lighting in here
Dec 2, 2020
Dec 2, 2020 at 1:00 PM UTC
Do you know what home feels like?
When I found you, I remembered
I didn’t even know I had forgotten
Isn’t that funny?
How everything you’ve ever wanted creeps in when you aren’t looking
But I was always looking for family
So when I found them
It felt like I was dreaming
Or maybe I finally felt like family too
I sit up at night
Studying both sides of my hands
How much time did I lose?
Was it a dream, after all?
I couldn’t have been asleep that long
Your breath still bathes the skin of my shoulders
Your hands still fumbles in my blankets
I still feel you
I must have had too much to drink because when I woke you were just.. gone and I was on
A stranger’s couch
Kindness on the table cooked perfectly
Every smile feels like The Truman Show, honestly
Wait
Wasn’t I just with my family?
Don’t I have family?
I was just thinking of my family
Could you tell?
Do I look like I need it? Can you tell I’ve been violently weeping in the wood? I’m some sort of ghost, will you take care of me? Have I skinned my knees? My palms sting. Did somebody say something when I was out because there’s a sheet of softener in here and everything is dry even though you have to hit the button every 20 minutes and I always forget to come back
It’s sweet to know at least somebody’s mother is watching my clothes while I step out for air
You didn’t have to
I should say thank you
I look around
Last in, first out
Not a scratch in my day but
How long do you spend here?
Cleaning all the clothes in the house
My house is small
So sometimes I let my basket build for weeks
So I can stay a little longer
Flaunting XLs like I got somebody at home
Oh, I hear him making dinner now
Throwing the pan across the room when I smash my finger putting away the cart, making a scene just to hear me laugh
He’s on his knees in seconds just to **** the blood from my knuckles and
Get this,
He doesn’t even
Spit it out
He looks up smiling and says,
“What would people think?”
Now, the sight of blood makes me dizzy
But it isn’t the color
I’ve always known how to clean up after myself but it feels
Harder now
To have less in my basket
I’ll just take my time folding
Anyway, I like the lighting in here