I want to kiss goodnight
to the footsteps
in your bullet holes.
You don’t have to tell me anything
about how you got here.
Just know
that my arms are frozen in place,
stuck wide open
waiting for you.
(Source: buttholepoetry, via rai-sonsdetre)
- Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via 1000gynecologists)
(Source: divine-despair, via mckindor)
(via childinaloft)
hello.I'm built to fly away, never learned how to stay.
