Something about love letters
Makes me only think of you
The person I haven't given one to
The person I wanna give one most
The one where the writing
Wouldn't be as coherent
And I'd probably be like
I hate that I love you more than anything
Or that I just wanna build
A shrine to your being
Write all the bad cheesy stuff
How I wanna be the person you wake up to
And nothing flowery and meaningful
Because that's not how I work with you
My brain just loses control
And only thinks about how much
You mean to me and I wish
It didn't do that but it does
So poetry is how I cope instead
YOU ARE READING
Mosquito Bite Kisses
PoesíaMama always knew When I went out with you Cause I always came back With mosquito bite kisses We spent so much time By the water In the forest or meadows From sunset to dusk we spent Talking so much nothing Which was everything with you And you'd dri...
