i could stare into your eyes for hours
sometimes when i stare too long
everything disappears
that terrifies me
that you have that kind of control
you've got your cold fingers wrapped around my heart
one quick movement could tear it out of my chest
YOU ARE READING
cigarettes and sunsets
Poetrya collection of poems filled with love, heartbreak and tragedy. the world has a bad habit of keeping serious things locked away in order to maintain happiness, I desire to search for these hidden things and let them be found. illustrations by Robyn...
