everytime i see you,
nothing has changed,
remembering what it's been like
in all the times i feel like i couldn't breathe,
coursing through my veins-
oxygen, blood, this excitement you bring.
YOU ARE READING
a hurricane of blues | poetry book 2 ✔
Poetry[ poetry and prose book 2 ] ❝you're so good at comforting others but who's comforting you?❞ a shelf of poems and proses containing the chaos and pain of heartache, loneliness, anger, grief, and sadness. s t a r t e d : f e b r u a r y 2 0 2 1 e n d...
your name is here somewhere
everytime i see you,
nothing has changed,
remembering what it's been like
in all the times i feel like i couldn't breathe,
coursing through my veins-
oxygen, blood, this excitement you bring.
