You know that its hard not to live without love and cigarettes. Life feels too messed up without them. Its like each and every nerve in my body wants to explode and only your touch can soothe these over excited nerves of mine. Why are you like this? Why do you have such a strong hold on me? When will you love me more? Why are you like a drug to me but only more addicting....far more addicting. I feel like I need to breathe the air from your lungs to survive.
You with all your sophistication and modesty madden me to my core. You opened the inner wildness of me that had been waiting to devour someone with love and that someone happens to be you. Of all the people....it had to be you....because it is you....and only you.... You with all your silence and magic. You with all your self control and strength. You with all your nerdy behaviour that understands me like no one else ever will. It is you....and always will be you. You and only you.
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Desire
RomanceLove is the most beautiful curse you could ever give anyone because its beautiful when you have it and a curse when you don't.... Imagine smoking or drinking with dim lights and your favourite music playing.... Short random thoughts.♡♡♡ 908 in poems...
