1:28 pm
i can't help but miss you,
you're like the puppy i lost as a child.
i still can't seem to push you out of my thoughts. i can't unsee your smile. or un-hear your adorable laugh. i can't not smile when i replay your singing in my head. i can't not blush when i think about the nicknames you gave me. i can't push you away, you won't let me.
you're a keeper.
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. ███████...
