June 30, 2017
Crawl to me,
And hold onto the heightened euphoria,
That latches onto your tongue, that builds in the sweat,
Collecting on the crevices of your begging body,
Crawl to me,
And never let go of these hands that cling to you the same way my lungs cling to the air, as if it's the last breath they'll ever beckon to breathe, peacefully,
Crawl to me,
And with the sound of ruffling sheets,
Tell me you love me.
YOU ARE READING
Unimportant Feelings
General FictionFeelings get ignored by those you love, sometimes even yourself. You try to think past your problems, but it doesn't fade. It breaks you until the end. This book basically is what I feel, or what I felt.
