Nov 8, 2016
➜ Play with mine’s hair
( play with their hair )
there was never much conversation between the two of them, which was fine with her. the company was good enough for her. all she needed was the presence of another person in the room, verifying that she was okay. that nothing was going to change. they sat on the same sofa, heads bent in the same fastidious manner, and she kept twirling a loose strand of hair around her finger until she dropped the hand to turn the page. she reached back for the strand, only to find that it had been tucked behind her ear, no longer a distraction.