inkskinned:

i haven’t been sleeping. i see you updated your profile picture. you look happy in it, carefree with the sun behind you. i scroll past the one where your hair is spread out behind you like a fan. i think about how it looked over my pillow, how waking up to you was, how warm you were. i see you in starbucks. you’re still drinking that same green tea. i say i’m just picking up something for my brother. you say have a nice day and i say haha you too. later i drink until i puke, almost daintily, into the garage trash bin. i see a raccoon. we stare at each other and i say, “i love her” and the raccoon takes off running. i stare at your picture until my eyes glaze. it’s three in the morning and my phone dies. i dream of us sleeping with a raccoon curled up at the end of our bed and your hair spread open like wildflowers and your laugh still hanging in the air.