I roll over and you're there, staring back at me.
You wrap your arms around me and pull me close.
this is platonic. it has to be.
Our noses are inches apart
I can hear your faint breathing
And I think of all of the reasons we can't be together
But it only makes me want you more.
Screw the opinions against us.
I want you.. -spring break
..and now you're mine. -several months later
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Poems And Letters I Wrote Because I Can't Afford Therapy
PoetryHi lovely readers! I hope all of you are doing wonderful! Thank you guys for reading my in-progress collection. I appreciate it so much.
