I forgive you for the way you held my shoulders as if holding a match.
Like if you moved too fast I'd ignite.
Loving things I can't have is a specialty of mine,
A class with too many people,
Everyone is trying to be teachers pet.
I guess,
That's probably where I learned to love you.
- Light Me Up
Alexandra Andrews
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Storms Don't Stop For You
ŞiirPoetry and prose about love, hate, and everything in between.
