sufficiently dehydrated
there are these.. ways. these ways that i can always just tell. first, its the fire in those eyes. from cold and green they become orange and ashen, seems like they could just burn holes right through you. then, there are the hands. they've always been cold and clammy.. but they become so warm and perfect you could never tell hes a nervous wreck the rest of the time. its almost as if they swell, and the circulation just ***sparks. after that, he bites his lips.. like he won't ever stop. his heart begins to race, i swear sometimes i can hear it beating right through his chest. like hes running 100 miles per hour, though he is but quietly, seemingly collectedly seated.
there are these ways that i can always just tell.
there are these ways that i can always just tell.