I love too deep;
I love until the sentiment
is a scalpel digging into my veins;
I will love you until the sentiment
will decapitate my brain;
I love you at 3 am and 3 pm,
You are an elavator
and if I travel with you,
maybe the spring will
stop being so bipolar .
- Crimsyy♡
YOU ARE READING
Wild Child
PoetryThe sequel to "Ramblings Of A Storm" Because sometimes a human is enough to drive you wild. - Crimsyy♡
