odd-sock:

sat on the edge of your bed, i bring my naked knees into my chest and play my fingers through my red-tipped toes. are you bored of me? i ask in a voice i haven’t heard for years. you study me, shake your head, frown. of course not, you admonish, holding your hand out, flicking the ash off your cigarette. i feel like a troubled child. come here.  

(via leopoldgursky)

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