there's a boy. he makes me everything i am not and everything i am. when we are together he is the sweetest most gentle man. when we are apart i pine for him, i crave his touch, i miss his skin. i know every mark, scar, tattoo. the one on his stomach. bike accident. his ear. bar fight. every mark has a story. i know all of him. he knows all of me. my arms. self harm. my knees. operation. my eyebrow. walking into the kitchen cupboard. everything.
but, me and this boy. we are not together. we never will be. i love him just as much as he loves me but what can togetherness offer us but pain and drifting? i miss him now and i will miss him while i sleep, while i wake and while i work.
this shit will never last.