Every night you dream more
Of your leather bands
Your stupid obsession with them,
As they build up in your hands
You spark something in me,
Something I can't ignore,
And when you look at me like that
I can't help but need more.
"Do you know when you're awake and when you're asleep?"
You ask,
And I shake my head because I no longer know.
But for you I put on my brave and naive mask
Blue is there, but she loves another,
And I love you,
You had me at that Irish accent,
And the way you held yourself too
Wild and fearless, as harsh as wind
With that tattoo on your back
The way your insults play with my heart,
My pulse grows fast and composure is something I lack.
Ronan Lynch, don't love another,
For here I am offering up my heart.
Forget Kavinsky, remember me
Let me play a part.
Inspired by The Raven Cycle.
I ship Adam Parrish and Ronan Lynch and I think Maggie Stiefvater should make it a thing because Blue always has Gansey and that's pretty strong.
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Poems
Poetry*CONTINUOUS* Although I have no stories published on here yet, I write poetry too. I'm a better writer, I think, but sometimes I get ideas and poetry is an easier, more short-term solution to get those ideas out so I started poetry. I will add more...
