TWENTY-EIGHT
i miss you
Don't make me miss you
while you're laying aside me.
When I can feel your body creak.
When I can ravel the heat from you.
Don't let the loneliness seep in when
your arms are coddled beneath me.
One book you could reread over and over?
𐎀 Misery by Stephen King & Heart Shaped Box by Joe Hill.
May
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𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲 ➙ 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘺
PoetryMELANCHOLY | Melancholy drips from my fingertips. AVAILABLE IN PAPERBACK ON AMAZON UNDER 'MELANCHOLIC MUSE' BY MAY GARNER This melancholy drips from my fingertips so slowly, you begin to forget I even exist. All of me, the hard parts of flesh you...
