Today I thought of you,
of the way your lips would part
to allow the nicotine that
invaded your lungs
to escape but would never
open up enough
to allow the words I know
you held inside
to save me,
to save us.(3 words. 8 letters. how hard
would they have been to say?)
(via koifishblues)
Pretty muchhh
(via refuse-to-hide)
Once I Had a Heart
K.S. 5/19/2013
I hack your alias into my tongue, so I could embrace you.
I want to know if you can feel this claret dripping off my chin.
When you start to perform,
acting inviting I start talking dirty it’s become
a chronic habit.
I feel at home yet you tell me I’m not,
when I am in your arms.
I will be the reservoir of red pooling at your stumbling feet.
You steal and I give what’s left of these words,
in this gaping hole, but just when you believe I’m empty;
I will stuff my body full with your name and
dissolve inside this tender and aching cavity.
