Two Eyes Cenote [m]arrow & spit

her lungs were aflame, skin damp and tingling. her mouth was left with the taste of him.
her face found the hard press of his chest, and with her nails she draws small, delicate shapes in his fur. you make a mess out of me, she says to him, because now she could not stop herself, and now she had no reason to. i missed you.
let her believe that she is the only one who has loved him, and he the same for her. let her believe that there is a future with him in it.
do you remember when you said you wanted to run away with me one day?