Elìjah;
i love you
lust for you
we didn't make out
i didn't eat her out
blankets and shame
play a game
pleasured replaces pain
no cold showers and no will power
like lavender and velvet
like burgundy and ribbon with the number 24
like wine and whiskey, burns going down and warm once it's in
everything is bliss and ends with nothing more than a sloppy kiss
lust for her, love for her
YOU ARE READING
sad boys // poetry book
PoetryAll my poems I wrote and still write just organized into one specific place and not just jotted down in random notebooks // tw - mentions of self harm, sex, and eating disorders
