to the boys I've almost loved:
these are boys that aren't afraid to hold your heart between their teeth, they often smell like grape juice(or broken hearts) and make you feel something special but you cant descibe it. they'll help you lick your wounds but only when they've already healed but your stuck in that awe struck moment that only them will love you that way. they keep you up at night and talk to you day after day until they finally don't and your left wondering what the hell is wrong with you
they'll watch as you fall apart from their absence sippin' your sparkling vinegar tears until they vomit all the love you gave them. they'll come back they always do but this time in a tsunami made out of old memories and copper hearts. they'll tell you that they love you and they miss you, its wrong but you'll forgive them you always do but you don't realize not everyone has a heart like yours.
sing to me boy / tell me how / beautiful I am / and how you'll love / me too the moon / and back / and how no girls lips / have tasted so good / go on / I'll wait / I'll pretend I'm blind / unable to see / your bloodied teeth / come on / make me feel / confined in my own body / under that / vangogh sunshine
they'll fill you up in chlorine dreams with them spending their life with you. they'll write you love stories about how their love resembles that of the sun and moon(but the sun is gay and the moon doesn't believe in love) you'll be so entranced you won't notice how they slowly s
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out of you, only then. bless your heart - only then will you realize that you were never the one you were just a one
☁
I kinda like this one
