Turns out you're here to stay.
I think that's okay.
I'll keep you at bay.
It's not a race.
You start off as friends.
At this I'm not great.
It's hard to resist.
The pull of your way.
Closer I feel to straying away.
Like the wind and grass,
I'm starting to sway.
CITEȘTI
'Love' Hurts
PoezieLiving with that limerence type of love. It's intense and the sweetest toxic state of mind.
