i heard they were naked when they got busted

couldnt stop tounging the sore spot inside her mouth, the metallic taste creeping into her brain by wire, a snapshot of her heart beating too quickly and her eyes lingering open though they longed to close long ago. "i like to watch you," she offered, and it was the truth.

her hair was still wet and as their feet brushed the sidewalk, she watched him drive away. the street was quiet still but the air was sticky and she felt bittersweet and cliche but her insides contrated into what most would consider a smile. she said it hurts but its worth it.

dear universe,

you could have told me it would be like this. (but i wouldnt have believed you if you had tried.)

"it feels like coming home" she said, "when home is so far you have to run away to get there." upon arrival, she realized that she would not could not stay, and that even after all of this, a taste is all she would get.