Let's pull all of the skeletons from our closets and build a fort in the living room from their bones. We'll drape them in blankets of understanding and cuddle inside, just the two of us. No amount of brittle bones filled with marrow of your past will keep me from building a home with you.
format by _Jannette I want out of my mind, scary, achingly painful love. I want a pleasure I've never felt and an embrace unmatched. I want the kind of love I struggle to write about because I have never had it. I want a love I've only ever dreamed of.
“ I think maybe you'll only ever be one of those things I get to ache for from a distance. Like a painting in a museum, or the ocean from the Midwest. I'm saving up all my penny wishes just in case. ” ( Kat Savage ) Amenah's format
Kiss her like you don't want to tame her. Watch her chest rise and fall as she breathes deep, like you never want to see her caged. Love her for the parts of her that look like freedom.
Gone again. That was always the answer for where you were. Gone again. That was always going to be the answer for where you were in proximity to where I was. Not here with me anymore. Always just gone again.
In the end all I came away with is a shoebox full of things that will forever serve as reminders of what is no longer mine and a couple of cracked ribs where my heart tried to escape the tempest unfolding inside.
“ Speak with conviction on your lips. Someone is always listening. They can't unhear the doubt that makes your throat tremble. ” ( Kat Savage ) Amenah's format
I spent what seemed like an eternity wandering around in an expanse of reminders of you that served to kill the last bit of me that feigned life. So I packed up and moved as far away as I could. And when I got where I was going, I realized you were there, too.
I hear your name echoing in my veins and sometimes it's gentle wakes and sometimes it's as violent waves but always it is too loud to ignore I pick up the phone to call you as if I've forgotten you told me to stop This is what being alone feels like [Kat Savage]
We fell hopelessly into a love I'm not quite sure either of us understood, and all I could do was hold onto you as we tumbled through the violent pandemonium of ripping our hearts from our bodies and handing them over to one another and praying like hell.
Can we do that thing where we stay up all night talking and laughing? I want to ask you all the important irrelevant questions like when did you lose your virginity? Who was your best friend growing up? And I want to find out what your hair smells like and where you put the other arm when you're the big spoon. I want to know you, and I want to feel you. I just can't help myself.