my corner of the universe

now i look tired and my heart years for the face i used to have. my most intimate and joyful moments are shared with the bare skin of my cheeks and lips.

forced to fear the draft and the end of the world.

and looking into your eyes as you came downstairs to say goodbye was the killing blow.

the worst part?

you'd never looked more attractive than you did coming down those stairs, shorts hung low and shirt cropped up, hair all wrong and also all right

i've never been more in pain

bc i'll never forgive myself if i kms before it happens

and he outlives me

god that would be pathetic

so i hang in there

until the day it happens

twelve years of sunday nights and monday mornings and lunch hours and snack breaks

twelve years it's home and suddenly i'm scared to go to school

please make it make sense

(So sorry if I’m late)

that's alright

i appreciate any birthday wishes no matter when