i bit a cigarette between my teeth, scraped a match and sucked smoke in. we sat on cold, slightly wet bricks that paved the courtyard and stared up at the patch of sky that remained between the lines of townhouse roofs. we talked sometimes about life, but we mostly talked about death. and about love. the air became too cold for bare feet, but we stayed outside anyway. desperately opening our hearts to one another. the city was quiet that night, but we were restless. we were always restless, always looking for something. we didn’t know what, but we hungered. oh, we hungered. 

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NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY