AN: I've realized that a lot of people don't like this one so if you could just read ahead that would be great :) I'm not deleting it because it means something to me
Cold I like it (December baby) I am used to the cold I love it.. When I feel sick I like to lay on the pavement.. Its been so long since I have gotten sick.. I almost miss it.. I miss the cold nights when we're driving fast with the wind going through my hair.. I miss the recklessness and the loud music blasting but all you can hear is the wind the music just a background noise as you lay your feet on the dashboard just looking at all the lights as they pass by and you see the moon .. So you howl out because your free you feel everything yet nothing at all.. In the night staring at the moon as the lights flash by yet that one the brightest of them all you can't seem to take your eyes off and in that moment you fall in love because maybe the moon is just as lonely as you are .. Surrounded by darkness yet it shines so bright.. So beautiful and maybe you understand why wolves howl at the moon.. We're free and even the coldest, darkest nights can't take that from us because our eyes shine as bright as the moon.. I fell in love with an idea and ideas are forever..
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PoetryWhen I'm hurting inside and my heart aches I write about it... it's not exactly poetry and my vocabulary sucks but I would like to share it.. shoutout to my friend Anna for recommending Wattpad.. Poetic Death is my Oh so dramatic screen name..