You are the boy who people write love songs and poetry about
the boy who makes all the girls lovesick
I don't understand why you are so special and why I am so not
until I saw the galaxies in your eyes and the embers In your skin
until then I thought I didn't want you
now all I want is you
YOU ARE READING
Being between life and death
PoésieYou, holder of chaos, have the ability to make it look like beauty.
