when he touches me
my skin is on fire.
craving him when
he's not around.
but he's not mine to love.
he's not mine to hold.
he's not mine to touch.
I just can't help myself..
{m.s.}
YOU ARE READING
alone in my thoughts
Poetrythis is my way of catching my breath this is my way to stop crying this is my road to recovery this is my protection if you have something rude to say, please read another story and keep your thoughts to yourself.
