for; talking again after a month
context; me and my ex decided to be pen-pals because talking every day was too hard. we were still arguing but didn't wanna cut contact so we decided to talk again at the end of the month.
the tendrils of your hair, love to become threaded through my fingertips. which feels different than your chapped lips. that bring me home.
you sent me a picture of your new haircut. without even seeing your face my chest hurt so much that i kept coming back to the images.
there's so much we haven't experienced together and i still have hope to seek out all of them, but my stomach churns just thinking of how much we never had the chance to do.
