It is 10:51 pm, and I am finally happy. Because you are mine.
Last night you were with your friends, who were high, but you weren't high. I know you don't do drugs because you're a good person, but I couldn't help but think you were high when you told me what you did.
You told me I was beautiful and that you wanted to give us a try. You said I was amazing and that you were falling in love with me. You made me feel special.
And sitting here thinking it through, I am so in love with you that it makes me sick to my stomach. I love your mind and your body and your soul and the way you love things. I love the way your hair sticks out in the back and the way you tell corny jokes to try and make me laugh.
You are mine.
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YOU ARE READING
the book of heartbreak
Poetryi write in here when i get sad. (cover by elle) [ poetry #19 ]