05.26.24
I wanted to rip your chest apart and ink my name to where your life beats, that I may find my place in every rise and fall of your breaths. Darling, I wish to love you gently, but my heart always acts out of vehemence. In sheer madness, I constantly, fervently, pine for you.
—georginariver
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Rhymes & Reasons
PoetryThe sun sets and the moon rises, but your absence stays still. August slips like a blink and winter should have been colder, but summer memories warm my endless nights. First love never lasts and so does us, but the way I love you at sixteen always...
