• inmyshelljustgotohell 6w

    I have been feasting on books,
    on music, on long lost memories
    of the way your arms felt around me,
    the sound of your laughter,
    the scent that lingered near your neck,
    the soft touch of your lips on my forehead.
    And nothing works,
    I'm still starving,
    for you.

    ©aishca