I'm jealous of the
moon
because she knows
all of your 5am secrets
and your sheets
who get to touch
every part of you
As you fall asleep
while I keep a close eye
on this empty pillow waiting
for your weight to keep it
warm
but the sun
He is the luckiest of them all.
when you're half asleep, groggy
and painfully aware of how
beautiful you look
he kisses your lips with light.
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Teen FictionMy random thoughts. Read if you even care. If not good to meet you and bye Don't hate
