"I’ve got your name stuck to the back of my teeth
and I taste it in everyone’s kisses.
I go looking..."

I’ve got your name stuck to the back of my teeth

and I taste it in everyone’s kisses.

I go looking for lovenotes you’re never going to give me.

Truth is, I fell backwards into your ice water romance,

and the last couple months have barely thawed my fingers out.



I like pretending I’ve washed my hands of you.

I say your name twenty times a day

and brag about how it doesn’t hurt me.

But if you called, I would crash my car

just to say it where you could hear me.



Truth is, I’ve got a lungful of apologies

that are all supposed to be yours to give.

I tell everyone I know to be brave

and stay away from the ones who hurt them,

but I am selfish and weak and insecure,

and I would take you back in an instant.



- THIS IS WHAT BAGGAGE LOOKS LIKE, by Ashe Vernon (via latenightcornerstore)
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Published on October 25, 2015 22:20
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