whenever i hear your name
i want to run in the opposite direction
as fast as i possibly can
it can't be a good sign
but i can't help turning around
and coming straight back into your arms
i'm scared because you left a bitter taste in my heart
and i can't think of you the same anymore
nothing's the same and it hurts
i need to make up my fucking mind
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lemon lavender & long nights
Poetryyou're lemon lavender and long nights [when the scent of lemon lavender was all that filled my head while talking to you those long summer nights] ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁ COLLECTION NO.3 #38 in poetry © wraiths™ 2015-2016
