swimming
the water is trapped inside your matress but we feel it together and from hours of loneliness its so cold, &weclingtoeachother. your hands find my hips and then my back while i face away from you and close out all of the pain from my destroying of my life. tell me i’m pretty, tell me i’m beautiful. and i want to ask you if i am, if you think i look alright because i just got the pictures back and i don’t think i look alright. you’re so pretty you say. and i didn’t even ask you. suddenly, it doesn’t matter that you don’t call unless you want somethingme. it only matters that you care enough to tell me i’m beautiful. this may be the saddest i’ve ever felt.