the thought that i haven't seen you;
(your pretty black hair, your cute dimples, bright green eyes, high-pitched laugh, reassuring smiles, gentle hands, soft skin, hilarious smirks, big bear hugs, honey scent)
in days...
makes my heart run marathons and never stop.
where are you?
YOU ARE READING
b l a n k m i n d s . . .
Poetryjust a collection of random poems from my head... i guess it's like a story in poetry. THIS IS THE DARKEST AND MOST DEPRESSING SHIT I HAVE EVER WRITTEN t r i g g e r w a r n i n g . . .
