What is with you and your autumn vibe that gave me so much warmth inside? The way your lips move the way it is, the way you brush your hair back without noticing. Everything about you is so mesmerizing. All I ever write about is you, and sometimes I wonder if it'll ever change. The way the thought of you comes spilling out of my ink and then suddenly everything is about you. You give me flowers in my lungs and although they're beautiful, it's making me hard to breathe.
