“i don’t think love was meant to be felt at such a distance”— e.e.
i used to lay awake at night traumatized by the memory of his coarse hands against my body.
i used to wake up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat, with a racing heart, over the vivid nightmares of him crowding over my body.
i used to lay awake thinking things would be like this forever. trapped in his toxicity.
years have passed now, and i’m madly in love. your memory still trickles down my spine, but i no longer lay awake at night
you don’t haunt me anymore // jn
deep • feelings
