i feel comfotable with you.
we just met.
you scare me.
yet i don't want to let you go.
and somehow...
i feel like you don't either.
i hate this feeling. i don't need it.
dedicated to S.E. ,
i'll see how i feel about you as time passes by.
YOU ARE READING
black, grey, and nothing in between
Poetryfor the thoughts that are in my head, the words stuck in my throat, and the stinging on my chest. a story of how my thoughts progressed, and how much i've changed through the times... hopefully written in english TW: mentions of d34th and 5u1c1d3 my...