Driving so fast that the view fell apart. In my mind you are a before and after photo. I'm not sure how I lived without you. I just want to disguise myself as a sleeping pill and descend inside of you.
I’m not one for missed adventures, and I won’t cry if you can’t love me like the way it used to feel. Whatever it is you need, I just pray that I am. I only want to spend the evenings in your dark cotton sheets.
With her shoes in her hands, I watched her dance. The hem of her dress gently kissed the concrete. The skies were painted film noir, and were burning holes in our pupils. We were the veins of the avenue on a New York night.
She lies beside me. Her eyelashes look like crawling caterpillars as the deep sleep rushes around inside her sockets. The side effects are mixed up thoughts and falling in love for this mixed up girl.
To open, just push and turn. To close, just get too close.
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