5:44 pm
all i could think about was how you loved
playing games ;
you made everything go in all
different directions,
just pulling at the strings
attached to my
heart
and messing with the
thoughts in my brain.
YOU ARE READING
intoxicated // poetry || 01
Poetry[ book 01 - completed ] emotions are not meant to be bottled up, and i knew at the second your breath intoxicated my lungs, that emotions were meant to be wild, spread out, and if you can survive the journey, it'll be one hell of a story. ███████...
