Why worry so much?

23-3-2019, “Awash in fire, in light… in love.”

Tonight, in some other world, the two of us are in bed and the tops of your thighs are pressed into the back of mine. Your mouth presses into the curve of my shoulder; your tongue tasting the freckles there.  Your hands grip the width of my hips and pull my lower back into your waist. In some other world you say my name into my skin as if it is the only word you know and I glow from the inside out like a gently stoked fire. I can survive this world without you. I can survive this world where we will never fall in love, because I know in another place–much like this one but just a little to the left–we fall into bed together every night and I am the last thing you taste as the moon chases the sun across the sky. In some other world we are the kind of love that people write love songs about–the kind of love that people say doesn’t actually exist, but every night, in some other place, we prove every single one of them wrong.

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dunno why this gif is blurry but i love this scene