i want to steal your hoodie
and never give it back,
i need to have the smell of you
to keep the memories in tack,
i never want to forget the way
you'd kiss me and pull me in closer,
i need to breath in the scent of you
because it's the one thing that
comforts me.
the smell of cigarettes and
the perfect mixture of weed,
i need it,
i need you.
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The Girl Who Weeped Like A Willow
Поэзияthis is a book of poetry that will be updated regularly. it holds my deepest thoughts and feelings. some poems will have trigger warnings. this collection of poems is based off of heartbreak and losing someone who means the world to you but also los...
