ah, love
I'm learning to not cry over stupid shit
when your arms are around me,
and you
joke with me
and hold me,
trigun and skyrim and
peanut butter eggs.
your mother bought me a set of silver earrings
i know you hate people. i know you
are happy when I'm with you
and id
love to
stay
forever in your arms.
(maybe you won't laugh at it someday. one day you'll laugh when I'm with you forever, saying you always knew it'd be this way.)
YOU ARE READING
complacent
Poetryquieter achieved poems from the girl who thinks of stars and angels