Running the streets at night,
laughing,
like we're free,
love like that don't last.
It's cold,
your breath warms my skin,
you lean in,
i giggle,
it's a sin,
but at 3 am i give in.
You tug the sleeve of my jacket,
this is so wrong, i whisper
i know, you say .
We know,
we don't care,
and im aware that it won't end good,
i don't care it feels so good.
I never wanna stop,
cuz when im with you it finally stops.
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Feelings
PoetryI don't even know what the fuck this is, i guess im trying to describe feelings i don't understand to understand, which doesn't make sense, nothing does anymore.
