Monday, January 16, 2012

Where is my head.

You’ve inhabited a space in my mind. I want you out, but you're irrepressible. I can’t stand that I still think about you and the distance between our bodies. I really fucking hate it. I think about about the detachment between our eyes, our hands, our lips, our minds. I hate it. I feel so pathetic. I just sit here… I sleep in late, I make some tea, I have a headache, I wonder about you. I spend my days wondering about you. It’s not healthy, but that’s nothing new.


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