I forgot what it was like
to stay up past the point of exhaustion,
just to see my phone light up
with your name on it.
It makes me feel special again.
Like we're the only ones awake
in this bustling world.
A secret kept between
me
you
and the atmosphere.
Thinking of us and the asphalt
and how amazing it felt
at 3AM.
Streetlights dancing on our skin,
tracing your ears
and shoulders
and other places I like to nuzzle.
The pavement
reading the traces of your fingertips
on my back
like braille.
Every breath vibrating in the air.
Using each other as a blanket,
wrapping my limbs around you.
Scarfing up and down the road.
Sinking into this.
Sep 23, 2012
Sep 23, 2012 at 7:22 PM UTC
I forgot what it was like
to stay up past the point of exhaustion,
just to see my phone light up
with your name on it.
It makes me feel special again.
Like we're the only ones awake
in this bustling world.
A secret kept between
me
you
and the atmosphere.
Thinking of us and the asphalt
and how amazing it felt
at 3AM.
Streetlights dancing on our skin,
tracing your ears
and shoulders
and other places I like to nuzzle.
The pavement
reading the traces of your fingertips
on my back
like braille.
Every breath vibrating in the air.
Using each other as a blanket,
wrapping my limbs around you.
Scarfing up and down the road.
Sinking into this.
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