5-100 | Dave&Bill
#it’s only been a year and rose has begun to wear a long coat #just like him he thinks #but her’s is lighter—it’s a beige that compliments her gold hair with the brown roots slowly seeping through #it falls perfectly against the rosy yellowness of her skin #and the paleness of it all makes her rouge and her lips and her tongue curling around her teeth when she smiles cry out to him even stronger #she has become more of herself he thinks #she is rose but ten times more #she is pink and yellow and he could drown in the colour of that body and that coat (the one just like his he thinks again) #and the thinks here on this human world with this human girl and this human heart—he’s become more of himself too #and it’s that fur-lined trench coat—that simple article of clothing that makes him realize #and it is a bizarre epiphany walking down the rainy streets of london as a pair of trench coats— #that this is it #this is his 2am taxi ride #the life he could never have—had (via burnupasun)
