i'll always be here.
whether we are on bad terms or not.
you're tightly clutching your tiny phone in your
dim lit bedroom.
contemplating on your actions.
you hesitantly click my contact on the bright screen.
calling me.
call my number at any time of the day.
in the middle of me sleeping or in the middle of
me working at my job, i don't mind.
i'll always be ready to receive your call
on the other line.
seeing your name upon my screen causes
me to grin.
my hands might shake but oh trust me, it's
the nerves you caused, jolting inside of me.
but please speak away, all your problems
and open wounds—i'll try my best to heal them.
you make me want to protect a precious soul
like you from this world.
trust me i will; or at least try my best.
-thiwa.
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impulsive love
Poesiawe didn't give a shit about what we had done; we just cared about being with each other. || amazing cover by @nostalgiic- ||
