It’s a peculiar thing, isn’t it?
the way you can feel your heart pull
towards things maybe not meant for you
like a really chubby kid begging for more cake
That’s the way I yearn for you
like a nicotine addiction I can’t shake
regardless of the number of patches I stick to my skin
The truth is that you terrify me
maybe my heart not only knows what it wants
but what it needs
We could be a collision of two dying stars
that lights up the entire sky
or a near miss
And no matter how much I say it
I don’t think I’ll ever want to forget you
or the way your lips kiss my waist
So I give up babe. Be my drug.
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Ellie Schmidt
Hi all! My name is Ellie and I know lots about nutrition (Iowa State University: Dietetics). I also love writing poetry and living a balanced lifestyle. <3
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