What is left of your aching soul?
What is left of your exceeding goals?
What is left of feeling inside?
What is left of my heart tongue tied?
What happened to the emotion once held?
What happened to the boy in my bed?
What happened to the skies painted red?
What happened to the memories flashing in my head?
What happened to love?
What happened to trust?
What happened to us?
I'm about to combust
You held the sky above my head
You let go once and everything fell
You apologized, and my face went red
Red with embarrassment at the accusation
To ever mistrust your ringing bell
I've never felt the wrath of your love
drunk off the feeling like the feathers of a dove
Nothing but the curl of your lips
Making me feel all ease,
Nothing but the shape of your hips
sending chills making me freeze
What is left of your aching soul?
What is left of your exceeding goals?
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Butterfly Minds
RandomJust a bunch of short stories, one shots, and poems I wrote in my free time Not all has to do with IT and ST or anything if that sort (not all are fanfics) but some of them might be There are some triggering chapters in this book but I have put Tri...
