oh my love,
when your demons come out to play
and play tricks with your memories
and dance between your thoughts,
imagine me there.
imagine i am laying right next to you,
wrapped up in you,
limbs entangled
and my head in the crook of your neck
because i never left.
imagine a kiss
sweet and warm,
on the little space between
your neck and your chin because
i wouldn't be able to reach up to get to your cheek
so id settle for that much.
id yawn, and you'd pull me in closer.
imagine a whisper
drifting through the air,
simple words and all of their meaning
traveling sound waves
from my throat to your ears
and from your throat to my ears,
little nothings that are our everythings.
i love yous and inside jokes quietly swim
from place to place
imagine warmth
a blanket,
some chocolate,
a movie,
and me
and you.
thats all that needs to be said about that.
it was paradise.
remember us.
the pictures, prom,
the dates, the car rides,
homecoming, lazy sundays,
coming over late at night in your pajamas,
the song i wrote you,
the promises we made,
your lake house and the beautiful stars,
how we looked at each other instead anyways,
baby please remember,
when your demons come out late at night
asking to dance,
just do it.
you will survive,
try and distract yourself.
and remember,
my love,
that whenever we are together again,
our demons can dance with each other
while we sleep
beneath the covers.
(not my art, belongs to Picolo-Kun on deviant art)
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Adventures, Memories, and Everything in Between
Poetrybook 1 my brain is too crowded so i made room by putting stuff in here. so you're reading my brain pretty much. enjoy <3 WARNING: mature content because of strong language and references to alcohol and probably other stuff ALSO NONE OF THE VIDEOS IN...
