excerpts from letting yourself feel at 12AM:
honestly, i want to forget about you, or, how you made me feel all those sweet cold winters ago. i was a bruised plum under your shoe. you didn’t know at all. i want your soft smile. i want that mouth curve under my tongue. some times, i feel like i might start laughing. or running in the rain. burning off whatever this ball of hotness is in my gut. this knowing, this need. [–] i want to fall into salt water. make my skin clean and cold like marble. clear and perfect.