ledasoul:

there aren’t enough words
in these books
to say “regret”
another way. 

but your jawline,
shoulders,
& this bed gutted
and empty 

pick up where
language 
fails.

ledasoul:

and on your ceilings and floors
and in the sleeves of your oversized sweater
and at the bottom of your teal & white striped mug of tea
and in your bed
and hanging from your left thigh in that sudsy shower
and in your bed
and between the blinks of that clock you plugged back in hours ago but still haven’t set the time on
and in your bed
and in your semi-sweet chocolate skin
and in your bed
and on the ends of your damp, lavender-scented hair
and in your bed
and in your bed
and in your bed 

(Source: ledasoul)