you make me want to vomit. i’m not sure of where your body starts and as your fingers fumble down my skin i cannot help but spill words from my mouth, up and over. they escape so wildly that i inhale sharply and screw my eyes shut. my lips have become a waterfall, my words are unable to climb my freckled skin and back in, over and up back into the black mess of my heart. you make me want to vomit. with a roll of your eyes you ignore my stuttering syllables and sink your nails into my flesh. blood lingers on your fingertips as you bring me back to the surface with a harsh tug on my hair. up and over we go, bile growing, eyes wide, pretending not to care.
hi, i'm sarah. i write because otherwise my head becomes too crowded. all of these words amount to moments i've lived or people i've loved.
“with time, i will fade from this universe, but i hope that when you look to the night sky, you see my crooked smile in the crescent moon. hear my laugh as the fireflies dance and glow in the summer heat. feel my embrace in your darkest of hours and know that when i whispered “forever,” i meant i’d never leave. i’ll live on in your heart, as infinite as the stars.” - gabrielle green.
p.s all of my writing is tagged under "original work".
• say hello.• give me something to write about. beamie
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