despite the complacency my skin feels the instant your fingertips arrive, i still yearn for you. no amount of rainy nights, or unclenched fists, or soft lips can make up for how much i miss you when you’re gone. i spend an entire night dreaming about the next time i will see you and the moment you leave, i dream again. there is only one moment in the day when i realize that the love i give you is entirely selfless, and that your fucked up heart doesn’t deserve one piece of me. but it only lasts a second. my eyelids flutter, i crawl into bed, and i count the lines on my ceiling as i think of you.

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