[ it's good on some days to live instead of just get by. lil still spends so much time thinking about dying and thinking about what could have been, haunted by the past and the future at once. it's good, to just get away, to escape with the one person who understands best of all the feelings that fester inside her.
at least they're alive. that's good enough for now. it feels safe somehow.
the puddles of water lead from the door deeper into monica's apartment, leading into the bedroom where lil wipes at the droplets clinging to her eyelashes, ruffling the sea from her hair with her hands. her skin raises into goosebumps when she peels off wet clothes. she comes when she's beckoned, easy for monica when she would have resisted someone else. lil's long limbs are good for pulling her close -- t'warm up, she murmurs -- making a tangle of their arms and legs. ]
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at least they're alive. that's good enough for now. it feels safe somehow.
the puddles of water lead from the door deeper into monica's apartment, leading into the bedroom where lil wipes at the droplets clinging to her eyelashes, ruffling the sea from her hair with her hands. her skin raises into goosebumps when she peels off wet clothes. she comes when she's beckoned, easy for monica when she would have resisted someone else. lil's long limbs are good for pulling her close -- t'warm up, she murmurs -- making a tangle of their arms and legs. ]