i don't know if it's your eyes or your smile, or the way you walk or talk to your friends. i don't know if it's the way your eyes form crescent moons when you laugh, or the way the wind blows your hair, but you completely fascinate me.
i am fascinated by the way you get to me in ways no one ever could, and i am fascinated by how much power you have over me. one look from you and electric runs through my veins. you're so human, so ordinary yet at the same time you possess something that makes it impossible for me to not be completely immersed in the thoughts and looks of you.
a thousand wishes, and all of them would have something to do with you.
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crimson
Poetry'here a seventeen year old with such a hurricane of emotions talks and rambles about her musings, and writes about lovers she hasn't met and heartbreaks she hasn't yet experienced,as well as others in its rawest state with the hopes that they may b...
