you don’t hear from her for a while.

then you remember, small things,

i just want to cuddle you and bathe with you and smoke with my head on your chest and your heart to my ear and to be always a little hungry but in your company so it’d be ok

i can see you in my sheets smoking dark lips watching my smoke rings and i drop my cigarette stub it out on the carpet with my foot and it stings and you have this half-smile and you sound sleepy but i want you so we fuck.

when you’re both hungry and aching and tired of feeling, she says “hi”