why do i always think of u
in the past i thought of him
but now i think of u
in ways i never thought ab him
i think about u touching my thighs
kissing my neck
grabbing my boobs
i think a lot when i'm high
it doesn't leave my mind
the desire
u used to describe the things what u would do to me if we were together
do them
i beg u
but please
don't make me commit
YOU ARE READING
poems
Poetryi'm sorry if you thought this book would be fiction and there would be a huge plot with unrealistic characters and happy endings it's just a few poems about my feelings about me (in the works, a constant story as long as i keep writing poems)
