But in other news. Thank you to the stranger who said I have a lot of ebullience.
It made my day.
Now I remember how much I hate the sun and heat.
I couldn’t breathe when I first saw you. I still feel that way. I’ve traced your body so many times that these finger tips have you memorized. I sat up all night screaming in my head. But I didn’t tell you, because you never wanted that. Part of me aches at the thought of our last night together. I felt so small laying in your bed. With your head on my chest counting every breath. “Don’t leave, just wait till morning” you beggingly whispered. We both knew it wouldn’t last. And it didn’t. When you fell asleep, I picked up my clothes and tip toed out. I walked for what seemed like hour’s in the pouring rain. Down the street where we first met, past our old house, I could still remember how you felt against my skin. I walked faster and faster, until I was running. Down the road where we parted ways, past the park you almost died in, over the bridge we crashed my car, coming to a hault when I found myself standing in front of your parents house. So I went back in, tip toed up the stairs, took off all of my clothes, and got in your bed.
I couldn’t leave you even if I tried.
Trying on dresses
· THE PAIN IS STRONG AND URGES RISE · en We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/45955191/via/darkdismal
I’m so fuckin tuff
But Matthew is gone on tour until Tuesday and I didn’t want to stay at our house alone. This honestly is the strangest feeling I have ever had in my life.