I remember those times. Me dancing around in nothing but a kimono, cigarette in one hand, mind in the other. Our clothes in a pile on the floor. Haven't eaten since yesterday because food weights me down, and I think you feel the same.
There's beer in my fridge, but only because of you. After today, it will remain there for the rest of the year.
You'd come over at night and shake me up. I couldn't do much but try to create the days I knew I'd see you. The thought of you was endless inspiration.
You were so condescending, you helped me move on. Your favorite bands in a playlist on my floor, cheap red wine on a leopard rug.
There was practically nothing in my apartment at the time, and you built my bed frame in drunken haze.
I liked that you were never on your phone. My replies to your rhetoric were the only responses in blue. Our own world, my new home.
The morning comes, we awaken by what little amount of curtains I have, nothing to block the light from flooding the room. And it's exposed, there's really nothing left at 9AM. The evening was on temporary loan. You are like a dream I get to touch, you're what I make in my head.
x
elenora embroidered maxi dress by For Love & Lemons
blue velvet high waisted panty by For Love & Lemons
blue velvet darla bra by For Love & Lemons
pink darla velvet panty by For Love & Lemons
pink darla bralette by For Love & Lemons
photos by Rachel Thalia