my brain is still shackled to the thought of you.
your touch,
your lips as they brushed mine,
your eyes.
my body is yours, bones and all.
no matter how much you falter,
you're the one I fall for.
your voice makes my heart race with anticipation
adrenaline pumping through my skin when we barely nudge each other.
I'm cursed with no remedy,
cursed with the memory
that you could never possibly be mine.
and that's what wounds me
you open up healed scars and stay to watch me bleed.
and worst of all, I still want you.
you could never do anything to prevent me from falling over and over and over again.
I am the one for you
I am the one you need
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Empty Expectations: A Collection of Poetry by Chloe Stadler
PoetryI've always referred to poetry to help me get out of a slump. Many people have asked me to make a collection of my poems. Here it is for those who want to read some of it! Let me know your favorites! Poetry written by Chloe Stadler. Do not plagiari...
