TRANSIENT

I want to be wine
That gets better with age
But we’re Odomos,
Come with an expiry date

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1 a.m thoughts (2.0)

​Its 12:56 a.m. and all I can think about is you. Your voice, your words, your hands, you. Let me sleep, God dammit.

When did I become this obsessed with you, huh? 

The excitement I get when I see your text notification is nothing compared to the disappointment I feel when the text says – “can’t talk right now, sorry.”

When did the dread of you inevitably leaving begin to outweigh the joy of you unexpectedly being here?  Continue reading “1 a.m thoughts (2.0)”