8:57 pm
with the wind dancing through my hair,
i feel free.
something i've always
wished to be.
the constellations are in the dark sky,
connecting, just like how i connect with you.
in my heart, mind and soul.
my music plays in the background,
giving off a sweet, soft sound.
i feel f r e e
and the world, i can finally see.
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. ███████...
