*This is also about my ex*
Love
If love were a color,
It would be red;
As red as the tattoos I have penned on my arms
If love were a taste,
I swear it would taste just like Oreos and Mountain Dew
If love were a feeling,
It would feel as painful as the knives we've dug into our skin;
The thing we've stopped each other from doing one to many times
If love were a smell,
I promise it's going to smell like the chlorine we inhale every day after school
If love were a sound,
It would sound like a beautiful disaster;
Just like listening to you and your friends in the locker room when 1 Direction is on the radio
YOU ARE READING
Poetry Collection
PoetryJust a cute little collection of the bad poems I've written over the years.
