art, poetry and 9am shots.
I learnt that the lump in my throat Was a ball of all the words I didn't say The I love yous I swallowed I put all the I miss yous under my pillow
By functional junkie5 years ago in Poets
A storm takes place in my chest Then finally It rains And my heart is watered I prayed for flowers this time For I had to drown my heart
"Let your guard down" You said I want you to love me I responded immediately You melt my skin it almost flows into yours