Break that up into paragraphs next time, lol.
It's a foggy night here in the ol' city. Dogs barking, cats fucking, same old shit. Music playing from beneath the streets and the light that glowed from each and every orange streetlight hummed evermore and shined a soft light all over the parts of the city that was deserving of it. It was a soft feeling, something warming and safe to me but not to many others.
I held onto my Virginian cig for a few more puffs before setting it down into the basin and going back inside to where my girlfriend snored softly underneath the covers.
It's been years since my restlessness has kept me up like this. My mind was buzzing with thoughts; thoughts that were slowly being sullened by my lethargic mind. I carressed her cheek and pulled the covers, ever so slowly off of her.
Her body was blackened and rotting. I gripped onto a small maggot that had burrowed into her stomach wound and pulled apart the skin that had separated her insides, her true self, from me. From then, I pressed my ear to her still heart, the heart that beat fast as I penetrated her, the heart that couldn't take the love that I had given her. There was nothing more beautiful in my eyes than the noises she made when I told her I loved her as I held her down.
I began to eat at the flesh and merge our bodies into one ethereal being. We are one with each other now. Yet, to my dismay, the universe didn't want our love-making to go on too far.
"Yes, hello? Who the fuck is this?"
My friend laughed on the other end. "Your girl kept you up this late?"
I smiled a bit and nodded before remembering, "Yeah, not in the way you think though."
Another hardy laugh and I grinned like an idiot before hearing him speak again in a shivering tone, "I'm glad for you. I need to speak urgently to you about something... I feel I need your help."
"When I," he paused and then continued quickly, "I want to see you again. I'm going to jump."
"Hold on," I grabbed my coat and flung the phone on the wall, unknownst if it turned off or not.
It was true, his body was far up on the rooftop of a building, untouched by the warm glow of the streetlights and too far away from the sweet music that spilled through the streets.
Waving, I grinned a loud grin and hoped it didn't hurt when he slammed the asphalt.
Rather, the tidal wave of hurt slammed my chest.