We stop at 7/11 so you can buy chapstick
But I watch through the window as the cashier hands you a pack of camels from the case behind him
You told me you quit smoking when you met me
Soon its 1 am and you’re leading me to your bed
We’re drunk giggles as you kiss me in the dark
And I try not to think about how it’s been three weeks since you kissed me in the daylight
I wake up with a knotted throat and a sting in my chest because I know you’re going to leave
But oh god,
I wish you would stay
                                                            ­            k.b | *thoughts from your bedroom