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"trash star shining bright in dog heaven"
You said you wanted to know what it's like to make love high. When I came over so you could buy two grams for your boyfriend, my scarf knocked over a candle by your bed, and the house filled with smoke.
Couch-locked, we didn't even try to run. I was watching air blow through the window into your hair, only wishing to put my hands closer to the fire.
Let me bathe in you. I want you to pull me down and hold me under, so my lungs fill with water and it washes all the smoke residue off. Make me choke with all the sun rays you spill on me.
I've been waiting for the whole night just to tell you that I couldn’t sleep. I was just twisting and shaking under your covers. at some point, I fell in between the bed frame. Is it just that you can’t find me, or have you forgotten?
I hear you bring people here and how you love them. I hear how they moan when you fuck them. I know it’s weird and I ought to have said something the first time it happened but for some reason I didn’t. and now it feels too weird to admit at all.
For days now I've had those stupid dreams in which we’re sitting somewhere on a huge empty parking lot in silence - which you decide to break by telling me that some boy from the club you work at likes me. So I tell you to just shut up and we’re back looking into nowhere.
At some point I peaked at you. You were smiling. In that moment I wanted to punch you in the face. so. badly. but I just woke up crying instead. As I always do.