he pulls away, breathing heavily. his face is flushed, eyes wide with disbelief.
"we can't do this," he whispers. "we've got to stop."
"i know. i'm sorry. i just...i can't seem to stay away..." your voice trails off.
"...neither can i."
he rakes a hand through his hair, staring at you.
"we must be out of our minds."
ranked #1 in poetry - july 3rd 2018
somewhat mix of poetry about self love, depression, real beauty, happiness, true love, past mistakes and much more.
no it does not rhyme and you might cry. enjoy ♡