i am cass. please excuse my awkward penguiness. I like the library, two door cinema club, and polaroids. my tumblr has no filter..
At 7:35 A.M, you lay your tired body on mine before peeling off like a slow band-aid. At 8:40, you sprint home and make instant coffee. At 9:45, we finally drink it, cold. I finish your leftover half.
By 10:50, you are already breathless. I live for every time we overlap. When 11:55 comes, I spend the entire minute convincing you to stay. By noon, I put my hands on your shoulders and say, “Baby, you’re getting thin. All this running in circles and barely sitting down to eat.”
At 1:05, you tell me that while you were gone, 15,300 babies were born. At 2:10, you don’t say a word, just come in and kiss me for sixty seconds straight. At 3:15, we sit quiet, listening to rain fall everywhere in the world at once: all 15,000 tons.
At 4:20, we pull a little from the tight joint I keep behind your ear. You do not inhale. At 5:25, you meet me for happy hour. My neck already salted, a lime wedged in my teeth, a shot of tequila sitting on the bar.
At 6:30, I hear your heart ticking. I count your heartbeat like seconds between thunderclaps. By 7:35, I can see you in the distance, each sound a tease until you drape over me. We always love quick and you never let me hold you. I dream of drinking you through a straw.
At 8:40, you watch my beard grow .00027 of an inch. At 9:45, we do not speak. Too many people have died since we last met. At 10:50, we pray for a meteor, at least a clumsy kid to spill sugar in our gears.
11:55 is my favorite. We’re only apart for mere minutes. But at midnight, you’ll apologize sixty times because it will always be like this. At 1:04 AM, I am already sleeping. It’s exhausting loving someone who is constantly running away.