I tried to kill your thoughts
in fear of falling in love with you
my fear pulled the trigger on
to help my trembly fingers
but when I ran to hold
your bleeding thoughts
I realised I was already in love
YOU ARE READING
Melancholy Thistle
PoetryUntil its time, For my stardusts to be free again Would you allow my soul to take shelter in yours ? Some poetries for y'all.🦋 Started: 17/07/2021
