Eyes like my favorite hot chocolate
A laugh that I could play on repeat
My favorite song
I forget what I want
When you smile
Faint pink
You show feelings
I like that
Maybe too much
Maybe everything's too much
And I feel scared
Am I ready for this
Would it be fair
Life's not fair
But I'd like to minimize the casualties
Augustus and Hazel
Maybe too perfect
Goose bumps crawl up my skin
When you sit beside me
Shoulder to shoulder
Soul to soul
Connected by headphones
And Sam Smith
YOU ARE READING
Alexithymia
Puisi(n.) difficulty describing feelings toward other people A mixture of poetry and late night thoughts by yours truly
