You're my world,
my light,
my oxygen.
You're the smoke to my fire,
the clouds to my rain,
the rainbow to my storm,
and the wind to my hurricane.
You're my wanted desire,
my needed guilt,
my selfish deed.
You've been my midnight thoughts,
my daily distraction,
my drunken dreams.
You seem to be with me everywhere I go,
conquering my mind with thoughts and images of you.
You are the best thing that ever happened to me.
A miracle I stumbled across.
An angel j got the honour to know.
I may not know what the future holds for me,
but I'm sure it with you,
and only you.
My dear Angel ❤️
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Red Flowers
PoetryA book in which I let out on how I feel inside.. Enjoy, or don't. This book is crappy, and not at all worth your hateful comments. Also, in this book, I do NOT support self harm or any mental illness! It's just a pessimistic poetry book in which I...
