i remember when i first met you. fuck, i fell head over heels for you. i drowned in your beautiful blue, ocean eyes. it was love at first sight. i didn't even believe in that shit, but i guess i do now.
you showed and teached me how to love for the first time. i was overwhelmed and didn't know what to do, where to go, what to say and how to act around you. or anyone. i fell right in to your trap. your game. fuck, i was naive. i guess that's what love does to you. it makes you naive. it makes you blind. and it was too late for me to stop now. because i,
i had already been blind.
YOU ARE READING
the devil is back
Poetrymaking a comeback. with poetry (!) (the cover stays until i find a better one (or when i stop being lazy and make one myself, which will most likely never happen))
