tabbycat21

I want there to be cotton in your brain and bubblegum on your tongue, because every time you try to speak, my name makes it go numb I want you to smell my sweet perfume in your clothes and in your hair, I want you to whiff your skin and think: I wish that she was here I want you to feel the warmth of my breath when the winter air grows cold, and hear your creaking bones and say: "Together, let's grow old" Six months later I'm so alone, I just want you to miss me.