the moon. that’s all.
When it rains, I’ll wear a rain coat.
When the wind blows, I’ll put on extra chapstick.
When the night gets cold, I’ll make tea.
When it gets warm, I’ll strip down to my slip.
When I get lonely, I’ll wrap myself in my duvet.
When you’re gone this is stupid I am not poetic someone shoot me because I can’t write anymore FOR FUCKS SAKE
how long can you keep a secret with yourself?
but only if you’re there.