we talked tonight.

she wants a picture of me, told her i wanted a picture of her, too.

but that i can see her clearly.

what i didnt tell her was that i can see her freckles. her ears. her eyes. her neck.

that its not hard for me to see her right next to me.

i did tell her was that i can also see her hands clearly.

long fingers. cut along one wrist thats now a scar. how they feel against my hands. how they feel against my lips.

she said she really missed me.

i can be walking somewhere, anywhere, and just think of her. that is enough to get me to smile.

sometimes to laugh a little, too.

god damn i am a sap.