Post by Jaskolski on Jan 18, 2013 17:14:49 GMT -5
you know when like
you know a person so well
like
her small, angular nose and full lips, and when i think about them i remember blue light and black, messy hair and a kiss, and you know, kisses are really so much better than i ever imagined, and tiny brown eyes that are always moving about erratically and sometimes i just want to close them, just want to say it's okay, i'm here, and the way her hair drapes over it all so perfectly
and her skin is smooth and beautiful and she smells so strongly of old spice and it's just so wonderful and so real until i wake up to the sound of ferrets scuttling about in their cage and i remember where i am, at mckenzie's, and then i get this odd feeling of homesickness for a home that doesn't even exist.
you know a person so well
like
her small, angular nose and full lips, and when i think about them i remember blue light and black, messy hair and a kiss, and you know, kisses are really so much better than i ever imagined, and tiny brown eyes that are always moving about erratically and sometimes i just want to close them, just want to say it's okay, i'm here, and the way her hair drapes over it all so perfectly
and her skin is smooth and beautiful and she smells so strongly of old spice and it's just so wonderful and so real until i wake up to the sound of ferrets scuttling about in their cage and i remember where i am, at mckenzie's, and then i get this odd feeling of homesickness for a home that doesn't even exist.
I wish I knew somebody like that. Someday, maybe. Someday. 