7:15 pm
do not fall in love
with people like me - please.
i will take you to museums, and cozy parks with puppies, and urban coffee shops with
libraries inside
and kiss you in very beautiful places; at the perfect moments just for the fact that you
can never go back to them
without tasting me like the
copper taste of blood in your mouth.
i will destory you in the most beautiful -
i will intoxicate your lungs
with hurricanes and tornadoes.
and when i leave,
you will finally understand
why
s t o r m s
are named after
p e o p l e.
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. ███████...
