midnight mumbles • poetry

this is where i belong.

shouldn't it feel beautiful to watch the world turn blue with a head on her shoulder and sugar in your veins? salt trickling down your throat and filling your lungs and turning your chest into flickering flames and smiling as you burn. careful footsteps on crackling earth, silent laughter bubbling at the back of your mouth as you run. pretty daydreams of pale blue and open arms and long train rides and sprinting across the road with hands intwined.

you laugh harder and harder each time you go, question in your heartbeat, expectation in your footsteps and think this time i will feel at home.

you wait patiently for the click in your chest that will tell you that you've found your family, that you belong here with the fluffy clouds and rolling sea and chocolate that tastes too sweet.

you ignore way the sand irritates your skin, so determined to see the beauty in the crashing waves and quiet streets. this is where i belong, you think to yourself, so hard you almost believe it, so hard you miss it when you leave.

even as your chest heaves and your heart splinters and you feel your lungs fill with resentment, you think it.

this is where i belong.