I hope you can't make eye contact with green eyes ever again.
I hope curly brown hair drops your heart.
I hope every time you wake up at night you think about me.
I hope you can never relax while someone else is driving you in their car.
I hope vanilla makes you sick to your stomach, and lavender takes your breath away.
I hope every hand on your knee you look for me. I hope you can never stay.
I hope every scratch on your back is never as satisfying and never as sweet.
I hope everyone you bring in your corner reminds you of me.
I hope you feel me when I'm gone, the way I never felt you when you were there.
I hope every tear you cry, brings you back to our snowy air.
I hope you're stuck looking at old photos the way I do.
I hope you miss me the way I mourned you.
Cause even now, I'm stuck in snowy air.
I can't find you but I wish you were still there.
I can't fathom why fate brought you to me, but what ever reason this just can't be.
I hate brown eyes. I really do.
Those hands on my neck can now never be you.
I can't stand gambling. I hate black and milds. And gyms give me anxiety.
I just wish I would have known how deeply I felt all that, because I would have went quietly..
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Walking away from you
PoetryA collection of poems. Adding as I go along so probably never completed. *TRIGGER WARNING* This book contains mature materials and trigger subjects such as rape and abuse. Read with caution please :)
