january.26.2012
i think i was chemically made for you. somehow bound to you by acids and bases and atoms and balanced equations. i believe in love being some type of chemical reaction. the way i feel around you, when i see you, is the chemicals in me rushing to try to find yours. i believe in some sort of connection, some sort of longing that never subsides because really you’ll never be able to get your fair share of them. even with their scent stamped on your skin, or their mouth on yours. even the reflection of you in their eyes, or their hands reaching for you on reflex. even the sound of their voice like background music to your day, or the angle of their eyelashes like birds moving south for the winter.
8:24 P.M.
