i walked into the record store, expecting a 33
but leaving with what felt like a healed heart
not a record, but a boy
a blue haired boy.
his name was awsten, or so he told me
but "the love of my life"
seemed much more fitting
ever since i laid my eyes on his
one blue,one green
it felt like it was meant to be
like fireworks going off on a new years eve,
going into the next year with the person you love the most
not even paying attention to the loud bangs around you
completely hypnotized by each other
YOU ARE READING
be my territory •gawsten
Poetryshort gawsten fic with shitty little poems(?) inspired by paint by numbers by iguessitsmeagain lowercase intended geoffs pov chapters r named after random scents i like takes place in nj 4 a bit more context geoff just went thru a breakup!!
