– k.h.
I wonder if you miss me. If you ever wish you could text me. If you think about my stupid jokes and my stupid feelings. I wonder if you wish that you could hold me one more time, because I do.
I haven’t had a good night’s sleep since the last time you held me in your arms.
- Please, I’m waiting.
I don’t sleep anymore
I stay up
All night
Wasting time
Doing nothing
Because now
There’s no one waiting
For me to come to bed
Anymore
Somewhere along the line, I stopped believing I was worth it.
did you know that bashing my music taste increases your chances of changing my opinion by 0%
Sitting at the foot of your bed, looking back at you, I noticed your smile was the biggest I’d seen in a while. “Come here,” you playfully say, and I fall backwards into the pillows. You lay your arm around me, pulling me in tighter, as my head finds your shoulder. I close my eyes, knowing oh too well what was coming next; for when I opened them once again, your hazel eyes were just an inch from mine. Your gaze slowly lowered to my lips, and before I knew it, my eyes were closed again and my hand rested on the side of your face, my fingers twirling through your hair. And after my smile vacated your lips, you left one final kiss on my forehead, a warm parting to another beautiful beginning.
-2:27pm ; 6.15.18
