dont worry i'll do your dirty laundry
you know why?
cause i remembered all the things you bear
my snoring
my anxious and pointless babling
lets not forget how i take up most of the bed
soo iam gonna get of easy
and your laundry
and make some coffee
and give you time to whine about your messy morning hair
i guess it doesn't happen like in the movies
your eyes dont open like butterflies
they open like a alarmed theif
no we're not perfect
but who wants it pefect
i like you imperfect
YOU ARE READING
the girl with the starry eyes
Poetryyou remember the first time she trusted you with her body? the first time she let you explore her. your nervous and anxious heartbeats at that moment. the moments you saw her love for you in her eyes.
