i pride myself on being a good writer
except when it comes to you
i just can't find the right words for anything
(because when i try to describe that look in your eyes
or your smile or oh god the sound of your laugh
and what it does to my insides
with a paper and pen
it still doesn't seem quite right)
YOU ARE READING
Constellations: the 4AM mix
Poetrymy thoughts are stars i cannot fathom into constellations and four am knows all my secrets