airports and tears
I was up at 4am going to the airport when I didn't want to be. I kept telling him that I wasn't going to take him and that I forgot where the airport was but he didn't believe me. He knew I would get him there because I knew he had to go.
I am wearing his shirt and my pillow still smells like his mohawk and I have bruises from his bites on my body.
I know he's bleary-eyed 535 miles away because I kept him awake last night. I just didn't want to waste any time... I didn't want to sleep when I could hear his voice, I didn't want to dream when I could feel him for real.
This gets harder every time and I don't know what I am supposed to do about it.
I am wearing his shirt and my pillow still smells like his mohawk and I have bruises from his bites on my body.
I know he's bleary-eyed 535 miles away because I kept him awake last night. I just didn't want to waste any time... I didn't want to sleep when I could hear his voice, I didn't want to dream when I could feel him for real.
This gets harder every time and I don't know what I am supposed to do about it.