Hey, it's been a while.
❝I've turned people into homes, and I ended up homeless.❞
You're not in love with her.
If shouting at her doesn't make you feel like you've drowned down six shots of vodka,
then you're not in love with her.
If her laugh doesn't make you stop in your tracks and think about what to say next,
you're not in love with her.
If you don't see the stars, no, the entire galaxy in her eyes,
you're not in love with her.
If the thought of any other boy being with her doesn't make your heart clench,
you're not in love with her.
If her voice doesn't feel like rain on a hot day,
you're not in love with her.
If taking off her clothes is when you pay most attention to her,
you're not in love with her.
If the thought of her leaving doesn't make your lungs collapse,
you're not in love with her.
YOU ARE READING
melancholy || ✓
Poesie(lower case intended) a mix of poems including sadness and heartbreak. started: 12th october, 2016. #144 in Poetry