#patheticlovestory
My bones lay in bed,
thigh bones resting against
ribs, fingers touching your
side, cold, pillow undented
by your head.
Insomnia plagues my bones
in your absence;
they cannot sleep without
your bones to lay upon,
the need for you is too deeply
ingrained.
Mar 24, 2016
Mar 24, 2016 at 3:48 AM UTC