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Laura. 21. Escaped the Bell Jar.

A galactic bruise on a woman’s thigh, the lattice in her iris, and the veins tracing her entire body: blue.

 Why Blue?, an essay

I can’t even concentrate on anything because my love just landed safe and sound and we’re back in the same time zone and 4,000 miles closer to one another xx

I’m always so exhausted
When I’m with you
Because I spend so many hours pretending i’m asleep
Absorbing every movement
Your hands stuttering at my waist
Your breath shaking at every intake
At four in the morning
But you hadn’t slept either
And yet your eyes are wide awake
When your phone tells you to run a shower
And grab your shoes out from underneath
The bed we slept on

You were awake for both of us in July