Trace my lips with your fingertips,
grab onto my waist and pull me close.
Boy I dream of your soft touch
I just wanna feel your warmth.
And I don't wanna be cliché but,
I wanted you to be my everything.
But now you're just a ghost
A reminder of the past.
Half forgotten but half remembered
The memory of you is drifting away.
I wish you could just stay
But you left this small town
And you left me.
And now the vision of your face
Is slowly fading away.
Like this feeling,
This high,
My mood has dropped along with my heart
And now I feel lower than I've ever been.
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Midnight Heartbreak
PoetryA collection of short poems about the highs and lows of having a crush. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - "I've been told I'm only addicted to the idea of him but how can that be? His very na...
