8:44 pm
warm me up.
hold me in your arms
and never let go.
because i'm not strong
enough to hold up myself
just yet...
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. ███████...
