cold finger tips caress my skin. wake up. "i love you" wake up. your hands are the cold ones this time. wake up. you are such an angel. wake up. soft milky skin against mine. it's not real. i want this to last forever. it's not real. your lips are so comforting against mine. forget about it. the idea of you being mine is so unbelievable. he's not yours anymore, stop tricking yourself into thinking that. but god his skin is so amazing.
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Poetrysome may not make sense. appreciate my honesty and emotion. UMBRELLA TW FOR MENTIONS OF MULTIPLE THINGS! -ed -addiction -sexual assault/rape -self harm -intrusive thoughts -gore -and slight mentions of being manic • if your triggers fall under any...
