her love for him is bone deep, in every cerebral cortex cell, in every fingertip, every itch, every buzz that trickles her lips.
her nerves only answer to him and the gray matter in her brain is spreading, growing, expanding in every part, as she falls deeper for him.
she hopes this works out because her limbs have gotten accustomed to latching themselves around him.
he is the air she breathes, he is the tick that keeps her heart beating.
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Screaming Into The Void
Poetry#1 in poetry :) #1 in free verse :) Have you ever felt like it was the end? Like today was just a bad day? That no matter how many times you believe that something can happen that it just might not? That no one gives a damn at all? That all you do...
