⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ a sleepy whine against her shoulder , an attempt to pull her in closer . kissing a line up her neck , landing on her jaw .
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ “ mmmm … hi , songbird … ”
Without even having
A chance , she is now
Trapped in his arms .
Stuck in the middle of
The walkway .
Not that she's complaining
Being with him was better
Than anything .
" good morning to you
Too my love . "
A loud yawn rolls
Past her lips as she
Makes her way out
Of her shared room
With her lover .
Eyes settled on the
Coffee machine .
That was her goal
This morning.
it's your twenty-first birthday and you are coughing up blood, and you're keeled over the sink of a pub bathroom. the woman to your side tells you, you don't look so good. you should get that checked out, honey. you tell her, "i will, mom," and her hands are gone. she leaves too.