i spent sleepless nights alone in my bed,
caccooned in white sheets
reaching
for you,
resting my fingertips on myself in an
attempt to mimic what you may do
if you were here.
not out of lust but
longing for you
and your touch,
your presence,
your
scent,
your gaze.
without your body, soft but solid
and your petal-veined skin
hr.
title from beabadoobee's song "if you want to", it's cliché but i felt it represented me awake at 3am last night very well aha
