6:22 am
the cologne still lingers,
it's a very strong smell,
very powerful.
part of me wants to just
be in his a r m s -
to just be with him and cuddle for hours.
but another part of me tells me
he will hurt me,
just like everyone else
i've fallen for.
my heart and brain never get along,
and sadly, i go with my heart;
but that usually leads to it
being shattered, broken to pieces
and t o r n a p a r t .
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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. ███████...
