Last night i had a bath then curled up under the duvet that still smells of Tom. I closed my eyes and i saw his little skinney body and his jeans hanging round his ass held up with a brown belt and his bones only kept warm by a tiny tshirt and his little denim jacket. I saw his hair. straightened and beautiful and parted slightly to the left. I saw him sorting out his scarf as he shivered in the cold on the path that leads tomy house. i heard him sniffing because it was cold and i saw him lyeing in my bed. It was dark but his eyes were wide open and i could see them stareing at me, then away.
Im going crazy. i have known this man for 48 hours and he hasnt called but i still want to kiss him. if i dont kiss him soon i might die.
My phone broke. that doesnt help. ive managed to put my new sim in my old phone but have convinced myself thats why i havent heard from him.
'you will come back to me. you will you will you? will? you? will? you will.' -Bright Eyes