Havana Glazed Skin





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friedchicken I'm not saying it twice, Rebecca.
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A quote challenge by @haliebell.

Havana Glazed Skin

I close the second-hand Wuthering Heights with a snap and shove it in the bottom of my purse.

"Idon't love you right now, Brontë"

This

This is where our forever used to start.

This is where our forever used to start. And today,

This is where our forever used to start. And today, so does our never.

Hands in my pockets, under the Sakura tree.

Raise my hand towards the branches and rain dew dripping down my sleeve; it didn't matter.

Raise my hand towards the branches and rain dew dripping down my sleeve; it didn't matter. You would always hit your black leather beret against the fluttering leaves.

Take a peak, and admire your Havana glazed skin.

I cannot stand to witness your absence.

Same settling Sun set the first day you took me to The Cliff.

"I didn't know it was allowed to come up here."

"It is not."

The grass is thinner, tired.

"This is a nope! No! Why... Why the hell did you bring me here?"

Cicadas are mourning.

"Jeez, Rick!"

"Jeez, Rick!" "My name is not R-..."

"Jeez, Rick!" "My name is not R-..." "Where we're not allowed to be in... is the one place I 'm allowed to actually be."

"Jeez, Rick!" "My name is not R-..." "Where we're not allowed to be in... is the one place I 'm allowed to actually be." "You are out of this world."

"Then come join me. In my planet we have free WiFi and Nacho cheese fountains."

You were the horizon. Infinite, vast, dazzling.

"We have a big ass library. Big. Ass. And in my planet..."

Surrounded by the tenderness in your gaze, I had no idea black could be all light.

"...two girls are always welcome to kiss."

How I miss your lips... Thirsty with your laughter.

How I miss your lips... Thirsty with your singing.

How I miss your lips... Thirsty with your poetry.

The night you said you had to go was dense and warm.

The night you said you had to go was dense and warm. You backed away from me, concerned.

The night you said you had to go was dense and warm. You backed away from me, concerned. "What?"

"What lipstick is that?"

"What lipstick is that?" "I don't know, I think I got it on Black Friday."

"What lipstick is that?" "I don't know, I think I got it on Black Friday." "It tastes like banana bread."

"What lipstick is that?" "I don't know, I think I got it on Black Friday." "It tastes like banana bread." "That's kinda nasty."

"What lipstick is that?" "I don't know, I think I got it on Black Friday." "It tastes like banana bread." "That's kinda nasty." " Yeah. Although... Come here. Let me make sure."

I asked what sort of adult had a curfew. Stars shone enough to see the lifting of your lips.

I asked what sort of adult had a curfew. Stars shone enough to see the lifting of your lips. "Oh... It's the banana bread, right?"

Your answer left you in a whisper, tiny.

"That's not it."

"That's not it." Your boots crossed the grass as I yelled:

"That's not it." Your boots crossed the grass as I yelled: "Hey, I got that joke from our first date! I started watching Rick and Morty."

The shadow of you stopped. The moonlight took over your smile. A real one now.

The shadow of you stopped. The moonlight took over your smile. A real one now. "Where are my testicles, Summer?"

The shadow of you stopped. The moonlight took over your smile. A real one now. "Where are my testicles, Summer?" You put on your leather beret. And shrunk into the dark until you were one with the night.

The day everything else made sense, the moon was swollen.

The day everything else made sense, the moon was swollen. "You don't know how many times I've stared into the muzzle of his gun."

You didn't want my help. You said nobody could.

"The Latina orphan who works at the thrift shop. Against the white man with money. Who do you think they will listen to?"

Look left, and you see the city's outline.

Look right, and the pasture reaches out into the galaxy.

Look at you and sedate my heart with Your tears.

"This is not a world in which our voices will ever be heard, mi amor."

The first time you verbally loved me, you brought banana bread. Holding it high, as a trophy.

The first time you verbally loved me, you brought banana bread. Holding it high, as a trophy. "If you say this tastes like my kiss, I'm going home"

The first time you verbally loved me, you brought banana bread. Holding it high, as a trophy. "If you say this tastes like my kiss, I'm going home" "Dang... I was so excited to make that joke!"

Like today, the wind blew west.

Like today, the wind blew west. After dinner, you kissed me goodnight.

"I love you."

You laughed, and ran away from our cliff.

"Hey, slow down! The grass is wet and...

I love you too..."

We repeated those words.

Every day ever since.

Just not tonight.

Not last night.

Nor any others since the day you were buried.

Nor any others since the day you were buried. At least not outside of my torturing dreams.

The cops announced it was suicide.

Because your fiance said so.

And even if he drank too much, you were right. It doesn't matter.

He's the white man with money.

He's the white man with money. I'm just the queer kid of the Tasty Tokyo's restaurant owners.

He's the white man with money. I'm just the queer kid of the Tasty Tokyo's restaurant owners. An you are just a ghost.

As I look down, the crying escapes from me. Fingernails deep inside my fists.

There it is.

There it is. Stuck between rocks. Like your body probably did. I hope it didn't hurt when

There it is. Stuck between rocks. Like your body probably did. I hope it didn't hurt when The Cliff held you within.

There it is. Stuck between rocks. Like your body probably did. I hope it didn't hurt when The Cliff held you within. It kept the black leather beret

There it is. Stuck between rocks. Like your body probably did. I hope it didn't hurt when The Cliff held you within. It kept the black leather beret And set free

My girl with the Havana glazed skin.

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