I crave the rush of nicotine, the way it turns my fingertips into a tingling blur of motion. How I can feel it in my toes. Can close my eyes and just be, for just a moment.

I can only hope that somehow I am enough for you to want to come back.

“ And it's hard to be at a party when I feel like an open wound, it's hard to be anywhere these days when all I want is you, you're a flashback in a film reel on the one screen in my town” - Taylor Swift

Billie Bossa Nova on repeat tonight.

When worlds collide, there are stars in your eyes
Magnetized, am I to you
When you brighten my sky, my whole world comes alive
Fantasized, a life, us two

Please don’t become just a memory.

“Oxygen” by Emeli Sandé hitting me hard this morning.

All of my love poems stem from stories I make up in my head, hoping one day they’ll be real with someone I love.

“ILYSB” by Lany on repeat while running errands, wishing you were right beside me.

“Inescapable, I’m not even gonna try
And if I get burned, at least we were electrified”