8:52 am
"it's sad" she said.
the boy looked at her,
"what?"
"i mean, you ask someone about love
and they tell you about heartbreak"
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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. ███████...
