the takeoffs are the worst but the skin from your asshole to your balls makes it all worth it. and i’m sorry for the way my moods flicker on and off like the old light on your porch. but i wouldn’t have it any other way. sneaking into your window instead of out. the way you hold a cigarette cause you don’t know what to do with your hands when we are sitting close. the way the waists of our pants feel better at the ankles












