Your hands run across my skin slowly tracing the constellations of DNA; intwind in the moment of each others body heat. The shadows of the blinds dash across my pale, freckle skin. Hearts beating at the same time as the rain. We stayed there an infante time, counting each others eyelashes, remembering your the way your lips looked in that moment for fear of losing you. Even though I never truly believed you'd leave me, you disappeared into what seemed thin air.
I listened to your car crunch along the gravel, driving back to your house that you explained ,'never felt like home until you walked through the door'.
When you leave I swear my heart leaves too. I know it's stupid, but I feel our skin is one, housing our limbs and stupid hearts. You make me feel alive. My phone ran...