The sex was unforgetable, but thoughts of your lips against mine is what keeps me up at night.

you

You were so beautiful. Your legs were like silk when they were shaven. your hair hung infront of your eyes like I’d only seen with boys. hoodies and cigarettes, coughing and laughing. Running noses; your bacteria keeps me alive. Together.

I felt as if we were rotting out together at a speed complimentary to the earth. Sometimes all you have is a season together before nothing can be the same. A season is a long time to gain and lose everything and start at the same place.

Sadness isn’t the feeling, more nostalgia and yearning.