I think of the women.

The women I’ve touched. The women who’ve touched me. The women whose bodies are now so far from mine. The bodies I grasped, pulled inward, knew intimately. The bodies I drew warmth from.

I remember these bodies vividly. I see flashes of their hips, their thighs, their belly buttons. It all happens at once. All of it. 

It’s us - when we wereus.

It seems so drastic, to shift from exchanging breath to exchanging glances. When did we stop breathing into each other?

I knew that the marks I left on your skin wouldn’t last. But I can’t help but see you without clothing or inhibition. Maybe that’s why you avoid me. Because your skin still stretches too thin. 

Because I still seeyou.

Yesterday Once More - Chapter 4 - Sweetlittlevampire - 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV) [Archive of Our Own]

“I can still hear you laugh in my mind. I still remember how you told me that you’d plant me in the orphanage’s sandbox like a radish so that I could sprout siblings. I remember how you told me stories about your brother and your sister and how you snuck out at night to steal lotus seeds from the neighbouring lake together. You always wanted to take me there when I’m older.”

In which someone realises just how much he’s being missed.

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Chapter 4 is now live!

A Guy I Once Knew

Autumn eyes,

You remind me of a guy I once knew,

His name no longer rings a bell within my mind,

But I do remember the day when he turned twenty-two,

He told me that he adored the freckles dotted on my cheeks,

I laughed and told him that those freckles were rather gold specks,

He chuckled with his deep dimple smile,

And asked me what’s next,

I told him that his eyes were like pumpkin spice and colored leaves,

“Why do you say so?” he’d say,

“Because those things are – warm,” I’d shyly reply,

His smile grew larger as he told me that I was so cliche,

But he is now just apart of the past,

My memory of him is now buried deep within the library of my mind,

In a book labeled, “Autumn Eyes,”

The pages within his book are sloppy and unlined,

But I don’t know why autumn still reminds me of him,

I guess warm feelings never go away,

Those warm autumn feelings,

Is still with me till this day.

~ heart2heartwritings