She hears the fire alarm as she calmly applies another coat
of her drugstore mascara. She blinks twice slowly and step back from the mirror
as she puts in her last pearl earring—determined to escape the flames
unsheathed.
Thursday, September 3, 2015
hundred & forty-nine
I wonder how much of it was circumstance. Clearly you were
drawn to me, but how much of it was close quarters and strong whiskey and how
much of it was captivation and intrigue? I’ll take genuine lust over circumstance,
but tell me, is there such thing?
hundred & forty-eight
Your healing in front of me has left me even more torn than I
ever was before.
hundred & forty-seven
There’s madness happening outside my window as the sun goes
down behind the city skyline. I would pick lying in bed, scrolling through
Pinterest wedding boards and laughing at Jimmy Kimmel with you every time.
hundred & forty-five
It’s the nights we try to blend in with the world and fail
miserably that I re-realize you’re my very best friend.
hundred & forty-four
You saw him laughing, eyes gleaming. But be aware: he’s only
smiling because he knows the ghosts in your eyes will play nicely with the
demons in his.
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