I want love letters

Written on coffee-stained napkins

On the way home

Posted in a makeshift envelope


I want drunk texts

That you don’t remember sending

From the bathroom cubicle

Where you threatened to throw up


I want sloppy words

Because it’s 3am

And you’re too tired to stop

Talking crap to me


I want a cold cup of tea

You forgot to give me

Until I’d taken your attention

For an hour already


I want presents that didn’t arrive on time

I want postcards lost in the mail

I want a share of dinner-for-one

I want everything in my life to happen accidentally


I want to be your mistake

I want to be your accident


It’s how I was born, and I sure intend to carry on.



Picture: credits unknown. Found on Pinterest under ‘napkin art’


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