your face
blurred behind
the smoke
i breathed it in
deep inside me
imagining it was your love
people thought i was addicted
but maybe
i was addicted to you
and this was the only thing
that we had in common
the only thing
that let me sit on the roof
with you
talking about the stars
about life
about love
about her
and occasionally when
you looked at me
i could pretend she
didn't exist
and it was just us
us
the world blurred
with the smoke.
YOU ARE READING
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Poesíajust what i write when • i'm travelling ° i'm studying • i'm struck with inspiration ° i'm thinking •i'm listening to music °i need a release hope you like reading these as much as i love writing them. lower case intended. Cover by the lovely @g...
