aftg get to know me: favorite pairing
he’s like slipping.
he’s the slipping, sliding, falling feeling.
the need to be unconscious,
the fear of revisiting a nightmare.he’s like home.
he’s like the roof at midnight,
stars in the sky, cigarette between your fingers,
him at your side as an anchor.he’s something safe, something warm, something—
home.
he’s home.
Nothing but My Aching Soul 