hate ur guts (kiss me kiss me kiss me)

youre a bad habit that i cant seem to quit. every whisper sounds like sweet talk and every response i stutter out is a prayer to whoevers listening that i wont lose this. i only want you to think of me like i do of you: in the dark, all alone, unable to shut off your brain. i want the shadows to say my name, again and again, for you to want them to. give me your all so when youre gone ill have something to miss. something secret. halloween candy kisses, sweet and sour and so addictive it makes my head spin. the only ghost in these walls is your touch on my skin.

punch your porch lights out, no ones ever coming home. xo.