People always say that it hurts at night
and apparently screaming into your pillow at 3am
is the romantic equivalent of being heartbroken.
it’s 9am on a tuesday morning
and you’re standing at the kitchen bench waiting for the toast to pop up
And the smell of dusty sunlight and earl gray tea makes you miss him so much
you don’t know what to do with your hands.
I sent my dog outside for standing on the dining room table. This was his response.
Who brought this back
if you get to see the person you love regularly then you’re very lucky and i hope you never take it for granted