I feel you in my bones most when I wake up and on the drive home.
You’re gripping my sternum while I hold my breath. Afraid to breathe, if I do this may all just fall away. Trust your intuition but my intuition can’t get past the taste of your *** soaked lips. My intuition can’t get past the way your hands held mine and the way you smile when I start to spill my secrets. I feel like I can’t breathe. I’m spinning in circles trying to get to the center of your world. Your voice is stuck in my head. A broken record on repeat.