Lindsey

jumbled thoughts

At the dining table, quietly finishing my instant ramen noodle cup. Starring blankly at my surroundings but in my mind, everything was in constant motion; from the night I snuck a girl into my bed at 4am after prom had been long finished to the night I got happily drunk, giving my virginity away to the man I held dear in my heart. Sharing my first kiss after being given a "golden kiss coupon" to then pressing my burning flesh against his in search of relief.

There's no specific order to these thoughts, they are just all jumbled up in a great mess. A mess that I adore. Looking into the bottom of an empty ramen noodle cup, I see it all. I feel your touch, your breath on me, everything. I still remember that night, as I said "I'm yours" and I truly did mean it "I'm yours and only yours" oh how I wish you would hear it ring in your ears whenever you thought of me.

These are my thoughts, my memories and whatever you want it to be.