n. a recurring thought that only seems to strike you late at night-an overdue task, a nagging guilt, a looming and shapeless future-that circles high overhead during the day, that pecks at the back of your mind while you try to sleep, that you can s...
you have sadness living in places sadness shouldn't live in - rupi kaur
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it was the middle of the night, and i was so so sleepy. i had spent my night doing homework, but everything seemed to fall apart as the night got longer.
it was until two in the morning that i decided to call koushi. i was lonely, and koushi could fix that lonely.
"koushi?" i asked quietly, careful to make sure i don't hurt his eardrums.
"what's wrong?' he asks calmly, already able to feel the sheer amount of pain in my voice.
"i miss you," i relay, sighing into the microphone. "i'm feeling a little lonely."
"i'll be on my way in five, wait for me outside."
"sug-" i'm interrupted by the sound of the call ending, and i sigh.
koushi was an amazing boyfriend. he was so sweet, always looking for the best for me. at times like these he made me feel so special, so lucky. he would answer my calls no matter when i called, or just come over when i was feeling lonely.
he was perfect, and i was lucky, so so lucky.
i'm waiting patiently on the step, my phone in my back pocket. i had found out that me and koushi lived really close together, and he would walk me home every night. claiming that my safety was important.
he really was gentleman.
before i know it koushi is standing in front of me, his hands pushed out towards my face. i look up towards him, and i can't look away.
his grey hair looks so silky in the light, and i want to run my fingers trough his hair. he looks angelic, and some days i swear he is. i grab his hand, only now noticing the music playing in the background.
"dance with me?" he chuckles, smiling at me. it's so late, but he looks so pretty. how am i supposed to say no?
"do you even need to ask?" i smile, and his hands lay on my hips. sure it's raining men wasn't the best song to slow dance to, but i didn't care. "thank you."
"for what?" he asks, his fingers gently brushing through my hair.
"for coming all this way." i half heartedly say, my hands wrapping around the nape of his neck.
"nonsense," he shushes me, chuckling nonchalantly. "i love you, and this is all i need. you're all i need."
