my chest fills,
with emptiness.

miss the feel of your beard scratching against my collar bone. replace it with someone else’s. postpone the dull ache of loss.

or

hug my pillow. fuck myself to sleep. pretend i’ll see you in the morning, blue eyes bright and flashing.


our futures no longer intertwined in my imagination; every thing is dead tonight.
the crickets sing anyway.

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  4. zaedilux said: nina semen. before i went to bed two nights back, i realised i missed you on my dashboard. unsurprisingly, that very night, i dreamt of you. there was a giant tumblr meetup and you were 22 but looked 16 and a single mother. *shrug* welcome back.
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