We were better off together.
The late night conversations, the happiness, the snuggling into the covers ad sighing at sweet messages from a dimly lit screen
We were better off paired, like jeans--who wants only one leg?
The intake of breath when our eyes met, the constant need to be touching in some way, the flurry of butterflies we gave to each other
We were better off squared, where we could always protect each other
And now I'm left to wonder--do you feel as raw as I do?
Rawer and more exposed than I've ever felt, yet little to do to remedy it....I want that second layer wrapped around me.
But when I reach for it....it's never there.
Aug 16, 2016
Aug 16, 2016 at 8:33 AM UTC
We were better off together.
The late night conversations, the happiness, the snuggling into the covers ad sighing at sweet messages from a dimly lit screen
We were better off paired, like jeans--who wants only one leg?
The intake of breath when our eyes met, the constant need to be touching in some way, the flurry of butterflies we gave to each other
We were better off squared, where we could always protect each other
And now I'm left to wonder--do you feel as raw as I do?
Rawer and more exposed than I've ever felt, yet little to do to remedy it....I want that second layer wrapped around me.
But when I reach for it....it's never there.
just reminiscing about the past people....and how it's always ended the same. i can't help but think it's something i'm doing....
