i don't do too much talking. these days.

[im_so_outdone]

i'm going to miss
being able to crawl into his bed
at all hours of the day.
and waking up to his voice
coaxing me to go eat breakfast
and watch movies with him
at 4 am.

i'm going to miss
random rides to starbucks
after staying up all night.
smoking cloves, because
they're integral to us
since kev and i used to smoke them
on his porch. sophmore year.

tonight she told me,
"you better not keep going back there.
you're going to make him need you."
maybe that was it all along.

i needed him. to need me.