little things you make my mind do

it wasn’t until our first kiss came apart that i noticed i was no longer on the ground.

as the smoke leaves our lips, they warn us of death, which is fine, because at least we know of life.

everyone here has a gun, it isn’t uncommon for an extra clip to fall out of someone’s pocket… but it hardly seems dangerous compared to the thought of not seeing you again.

when my hand pushed across your breast i felt you shudder, your mind clicking a picture. i guess mine was doing the same.

knowing no one would be there for me made me feel much less alone. then you came, and suddenly i wasn’t.

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