Ask me stuff?
i miss her
like i miss breathing
in the last moment before i can’t hold my
breath any longer
and i long for air.
i long for her.
(Source: buttholeproblems)
A crack grows in the wall
where the window used to be,
reminding you not to forget
the things that brought
light to your life
non-fiction
i’ve never told you
but
it’s hard to sleep without you,
i should have told you
but i didn’ti should have
told you
that i like your walk,
and your upper lip,
and that your ass
looks good
in pajamasi should have told you
how i hate that we’ve never
flown together,
how we’ve never sat in a theater together,
how we’ve never slow dancedi should have told you
about your beauty
and how it’s not fair for the others.
