morgan221b
Don't tell me it wasn't real. As we lay there; our bodies intertwined, a tangled mess within a cotton world. You pressed your chapped lips to mine and whispered secrets into my mouth. Don't tell me you didn't mean every word. You held me i…
I step from the humid bus into the stagnant climate of late Summer. Spluttering as I inhale the thick, polluted air I follow the concrete trail. Hanging low from the sky, ink-stained cotton wool threatens to flood this pre-apocalyptic dysto…