youyouyou creep up my skin like a thousand different ants and i find myself itching a place i can never reach because that's where you have decided to stay for time and time again.
stopstopstop i keep calling out to you to just fucking let me be but you don't get it do you. i don't what to get addicted to your fingers on me. don't stain my fair skin with your chocolate hands or my sister will ask me who is he and all i can really say is not mine. you are not mine.
hahahahaha it's so funny how many times i scream it into the back of my brain but it never seems to want to register there.
whywhywhy did i meet you, a creature that has taken away all of my senses and now let you hold me where people can watch.
YOU ARE READING
wordlings
Poesiai like words. so i write them. now you have to read them. cover by -daisukii
