you said you wouldn't leave but you did and now it's 3 am and my thoughts are surrounded by you, the lyrics I was singing in my head are corrupted by the look of your perfect face and the lips I sucked on 9 days ago. you stole my heart away like a criminal, you took it and ran without any intention of bringing it back. maybe next time I should look before crossing the street.
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astronomy•poetry
Poetrythese poems are for the lonely, forgotten, the lost poets at three am, and everyone else in between cover credit: -sidjenkins
