my shirt smells like you again
so i snuggled it to help me sleep.
my heart is filled to the brim,
spilling over with love,
warmer than a lover's embrace,
happier than a dog meeting it's lost owner,
fuller than my arms when i pull you closer in the sunny afternoons.
i can't write very well
and my drawings don't work too well
but i can try my best to express that
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my lemonade is blue
like the sky above us
and as the blue turns black
and the lemonade runs out
i only wish that your dreams are filled with the love i feel tonight.
YOU ARE READING
everything changes (but we all stay the same)
Poesíaif my life could be replayed, if i could share my struggles over the course of time, if i could create such a thing, an endless recording of my life; it would be over hours and hours of overthinking. - (trigger warning for frequent, graphic descr...
