soco626

And the day will come when we won't sleep with our bed against the wall and the first words i hear in the morning will be "where are my keys" instead of "I love you" and the bathroom doors will close and lock and showers won't be invitations suspicions will be greater because the risk fo loss is greater and it will never be Tuesday again no taking our time no days of endless movies and a peck on the cheek will suffice there will be no desire for more "smart" humor won't be funny- we will be too rushed to listen the smoke won't be as sweet why not just give it up?

I feel my shirt creep up and lightly tickle my neck I imagine its your finger we're apart yet here you are sitting next to me our first time alone since you decided we don't belong to each other anymore but we're friends now though that can be a pregnant word and the night turns into morning you don't leave my side we're twisting on the bed attepting comfort without touching each other old habits die hard i have an itch and you offer to scratch it excuses to touch I miss you thats what you said What did you expect? I was an idiot Lets go to bed And we do I feel that sensation on my neck again Now I know its you