I’m sick
of pretending…
Love
im working on my flower pep talk theres a hot date coming up and nothing says i love you
if a bird wants to wear its heart on its wings and show that its a bit down sometimes why does everyone have to act like
i take offense to the idea that love is blind…
They call it a crush But describe something beautiful Like I can control counting your freckles Like my […]
Just lay your head down,
and relax for a short while…
I want to hold you close,
and never let you go,
but there can be breaks…
A slight turn of the ear,
and a wave of recognition,
draining back into the sea of sound…
Arms open, outstretched,
forever new, always old…
I cry,
you hold me,
and I can’t stop…
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