I miss the feeling of your weight resting on my body.
Tainted dreams. Tainted thoughts. Tainted memories.
What do you do when yours heart still aches for them?
Year and a half, and my body still longs for her.
Why the fuck does this shirt I’m wearing smell like her? I’ve washed and worn it since her.
it was a cold and crude place, my heart
dark and foreboding
like a disturbing piece of artit was defective and deficient, my heart
functional, but incomplete
like it was missing a partit was dying and decaying, my heart
but then i kissed you
and it awoke with a startÂ
i really want to know….
