It seems like playing with emotions is all you know how to do,
it seems all you enjoy doing is
haunting a person's mind just when
they think they're over you.
But know this: Someday, I won't "think" I'm over you, because I'll KNOW I'm over you.
And that day is coming.
Every second inches me closer
to the moment where I don't
miss you anymore.
Everyday inches me closer to the moment where my heart fully realizes that you're just a boy;
you're not a hurricane, you're not poetic, you are not a drug; you are
just a boy.
- Crimsyy♡
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Ramblings Of A Storm
PoetryI am a lightning bolt , and I know you can't handle me, because you're afraid of drizzles, but I'm the entire hurricane, suffocated in flesh and bone, waiting to unleash itself. Crimsyy Copyright 2016 #1
