i miss sharing headphones
passing a lighter
clinging to cigaretts
ash on your black jeans
burnholes in your leather jacket
i-am-empty-but-i-know-you-are-too smiles
YOU ARE READING
Raspberry Breath
PoetryA collection of poems I've written in the last few months, which brutally took my breath away. I was dying. I was dying until you breathed the life back into me and it tasted like raspberries.
06:24 am
i miss sharing headphones
passing a lighter
clinging to cigaretts
ash on your black jeans
burnholes in your leather jacket
i-am-empty-but-i-know-you-are-too smiles
