Maybe if I curl up into a ball
the world will just go away.
Maybe if I turn my music up a little louder
I won't be able to hear anything else.
Maybe if I shut my eyes tight
I'll melt into the darkness.
Maybe if I just lie here
I'll become numb to it all-
No.
Not anymore.
I'll turn up the music
and I'll shut my eyes tight
and I'll curl up in a ball
with you by my side.
The only thing I want to feel is
your heartbeat,
your chest rising and falling,
your hand in mine,
you.
Let's shut out the world together.
Let's pretend that the world doesn't exist.
Let's have the music so loud that we can't even think
and let's have all the lights off and we'll lie on the floor
together
under a bunch of blankets
with the afternoon sunlight streaming in the window
and let's do absolutely nothing together.
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Thoughts and Things
PoesíaA thing. A thing in which I write some poetry. I've never really written much poetry, so... yeah. Exciting. It can get spooky sometimes. (By spooky, I mean that it can get dark. Trigger warning in advance, just in case.) Tread lightly. I'm obviously...
