22 January 2013
112512. 11:03
There's a cup by my bed filled to the brim with water and ashes and wrappers. There's a smell in my sheets I've gotten too accustomed to. I have so much shit to do, but I can't focus on anything except you. You leaned against my legs and tipped your ashes. Cigarette in mouth and two hands in your hair. Bright Eyes played and played. You climbed up and pulled me down and we shed what was left of the skin we grew up with. Soon lions sounded and trumpets blared and the music skipped, but we loved through it all. The walls came down and the support beams shook but we loved through it all. We were the cause. We were the commotion. We were the naked and alive. We are the animals prowling in our souls. We are the lost being found. We are the corrupt and in love.
"This is why you love me" You said.
"This Is Why You Love Me" • Opuss № I