7:14 pm
there is that occasional night
where you just break down,
when in the dark, it comes out
all at once
because you know
that no matter what....
things will never be the same again.
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. ███████...
