I know you don’t think about
my salt skin on your lips
Or how it feels when your leg is wrapped around me in just the right position
For that support and comfort
You don’t think about what that does
Maybe you have forgotten
But I do not
Every single day
I miss it as we drift
Until we are thousands of miles apart
And then you will know
That being complacent was simply due to
Proximity and nothing more
Omg studio version of cecilia and the satellite. Dead. Listening to it all day.
It is honestly one of the most exhausting and distressing things to just try to forget.
I’ll be living in the same place my professor did when she was in grad school. Harhar. Go figure. I am becoming her.
Twas a hellah good weekend. This week is dragging though.