Nynfia

i could've fallen in love with a million silly things but i chose the grandest one; a walking beam of light with a milk-white smile and prism eyes a gift for singing, speaking, kissing, and though by comparison i am small and dull next to him, i feel so warm

how can you say "don't stay up too late" when my lulling goodnight has bloated to a low roar and my blankets, once cold, are now scalding my flesh my fingertips can only cool so much until they fray like the lining of your jacket so you see, my dear i cannot sleep; not without a heartbeat other than my own

"do you want to see your father again?" she asks me but, i see him every night

i count the stray hairs he's left behind, cum stains and cigarette burns scatter my sheets like stars on a linen sky we pushed into eachother like we were ripping through atmosphere, i tasted a comet in his mouth, he felt a galaxy in mine

i do it to feel something different than sad

it's almost like im lying beside you on dirty sheets with sore teeth

she's not happy in the bathroom when the sinks aren't pinkend and her arms aren't fully blossomed in them

don't get that song stuck in your head and don't fall in love with them nothing is happening why would anything happen we are friends we are just friends