032. so unaffectionate, so insecure

  • the milk’s been left out again. and you made it my fault. even though i warned you. i did. i swear i did. my viens are settling into a coma. becoming everything they never were. i can’t stand this. i have to go back. there’s not an option here. not for me. because you’ve got hold of the riens now. i’m so pathetic here. if i could i'd dance along these currents. breathe in electricity and emanate light. from these fingertips. that used to trace your words and thumbs. now they send pulses of incandescence. golden cascades of energy. donations of myself. but i can't do any of that. not now at least. If I had my way I'd cut the calluses Off your breaking heart If I could get past the sternum Cauterize those wounds with every kiss I could give to you
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