tdk, 2013.

cumwolf:

i thought i felt your shape but i was wrong, really all i felt was falsely strong. i held on tight and closed my eyes, it was dumb i had no sense of your size. it was dumb to hold so tight but last night on your birthday in the kitchen my grip was loose my eyes were open. i felt your shape and heard you breathing. i felt the rise and fall of your chest. i felt your fall, your winter snows, your gusty blow, your lava flow. i felt it all - your starry night, your lack of light. with limp arms I can feel most of you. i hung around your neck independently and my loss was overwhelmed by this new depth i don’t think i ever felt. but i don’t know, my nights are cold, and i remember warmth, i could have sworn i wasn’t alone.

dumpstrbaby:

institutionalized - senses fail