inkskinned:

i want to stop dreaming about you. my mouth tastes too much like bad coffee. i wake up drenched in cold sweat with shaking hands. you never texted me back. you never kissed me in the rain - but oh god, you made me laugh. i want to explode into your life with the same force you left from mine. just arrive on your front door with all the weight of the things you made me carry. maybe i’ll drop them and set them on fire. maybe you’ll stand there in the doorway and see me and say “i fucked up so badly that i have no words to apologize for it,” maybe tomorrow when i wake up, i won’t wake up from another moment where for a second we were whole again. i want to stop dreaming about you. i want to stop wanting that i never met you.