the silkiness of the flower
reminds me of your creamy skin
and i can't help but scream
when you visit me in my dreams
because i can’t let you go
but the truth is that you already let go
and i can't bear this madness
because i want to be with you.
you.
you.
only you.
{what do i do?}
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dedicated to nate because his writing leaves me breathless.
YOU ARE READING
Out of Sight, Out of Mind.
Poésieconsists of random pieces of poetry, unfinished one-shots, ideas, and my thoughts that don't make sense (beware; use of lower case letters) Short Story #172 Cover by: @inserene_ [ © billie rose two-thousand-&-thirteen ]
