8:29 pm
maybe it was your adorable laugh,
or your eyes,
or your smile.
it could have been your hair,
your deep voice,
or your great personality.
whatever it was -
it made me fall
pretty damn hard.
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. ███████...
