Scenarios in my head, from events only in fairytales take place.
Impossible, right?
Taken right out of a story book, you lit me up like lanterns in the sky.
Rescued me from drowning in the shallow, dark seas.
Stayed up for me, with me, after midnight stroke.
Lastly, kissed the girl that was waiting for so long, no voice & no thoughts.
YOU ARE READING
Words on fire
PoetryI try to make sense of my emotions by jotting them down when I'm not completely breaking apart inside, more than usual.
