You are so incredibly
stubborn
why do I find it alluring?
There's another argument at the back of my throat
But I choke as I can't swallow or spit during.
In the end, you say you love me;
You know just how to make me melt.
Hesitation; pride like dripping honey
But we both know I love you
So deeply, it almost hurts
And in the end, that wins over me.
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Fancy Words
Poetry» I try to be friends with both my A N G E L S and M O N S T E R S « Oh, all these words swimming in my head. *Previously titled "The Poems In My Head".
