08.21.03

quick think of something poetic to say


okay, so i know it hasn.t rained on a thursday for a very long time

but i want you to drop everything and come to the ocean with me

both of you need to understand

that neither of you are going anywhere

anytime soon.

you have to be away and feel

how fucking empty it is

without hand rubs

without the playhouse

without your skinny brown and white limbs

perfectly entwined.

only then can you

okay, i.m crying

only then can you see how much this is meant to be.

how much you are meant to be together.

i have spent the past eight months and twenty-one days

marinating in this fact

but i don.t want your sympathy.

i want you to wake up and realize that sometimes you have to turn your back on love

and suck on cigarettes as hard as you can

until you realize that

lips are warmer and not

quite as deadly

SOMETIMES YOU HAVE TO SET FREE WHAT YOU LOVE

JUST TO BRING IT BACK

trust me

i know.



boys don.t cry

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