10 injections.
My mind – less foggy, less confused, less nebulous.
I want you in my arms.
I want to pet your head.
I want to feel your fingers intertwine with mine.
Those wants will remain wants,
for my neck is leashed and
so is yours.
YOU ARE READING
10 Days (bxb)
Conto(reading time: 5 mins) ❝ The chemicals consumed me. And then I fell in love with you, unexpectedly ❞ PPS: I wrote this when I was metaphorically high and drunk. Or maybe not so metaphorically after all.
