what do you think about, my love?
do you think about the way I look up at your face
do you think about the way my lips feel against yours
do you think about the way my chest is opening up to you
do you think about the way my hands hold you in the night
i can almost pinpoint the exact moment your loving thoughts began to fade into nothingness
so I ask you now, my love
do you think about these crystal blue eyes drowning themselves in hot, steaming tears
do you think about these pretty pink lips trembling
do you think about this freckled chest aching
do you think about these gentle hands clutching the fabric of realty, begging it to stop slipping away
because all of these same features you once adored and fell in love with are still longing after you
and missing the way you used to see them
~S~
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PoetryA poem book with original poems written by me. Covers a variety of different topics as it is a representation of life as I live and experience it. [Poems that aren't mine will credit the original author] //tw//: self harm, depression, suicidal tho...
