josiane.curtis

August 27, 2014

bellyachers:
“ I felt like I had to get out (legs kicking while saying this) before it got bad, before we couldn’t speak to each other anymore, before it turned ugly, before we changed, before we couldn’t look at each other with open eyes / a love...

I felt like I had to get out (legs kicking while saying this) before it got bad, before we couldn’t speak to each other anymore, before it turned ugly, before we changed, before we couldn’t look at each other with open eyes / a love letter to all the men who have given good books to me / fell asleep thinking of machines / eventually you’ll stop listening to motel blues / landlocked / hard fumes from the car and asking myself are you getting high from standing here so long / a song came on the radio and they announced it as ‘a song about a relationship that isn’t wrong but isn’t right either, a song about letting a good man go’ and I swore / ‘well, he looks like every other guy I fuck so it was nothin’ special’ / if you picture it like this it would’ve been simple, I would’ve closed the door / she says ‘I’ll make you feel better’ / I had all my clothes on and you were still naked and you pulled me back to bed before I left for work and it was quiet and dark, quiet and dark, quiet and dark

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