I wish I could tell you how much I loved you-
the way your lips feel like honey and warmth on mine
and how we speak a language known only to ourselves,
the way your eyes light up when we talk about the things you loved,
like that stupid band I will never listen to the same way again,
and all the love songs in between.
I wish you'd known that your arms made me feel more at home
than my house has
in years,
or that the laughter dripping from your tongue
sounds far more pleasant
than any piece of music ever written.
But I tend to forget,
you think my lips taste like rot and sewage on yours.
STAI LEGGENDO
Wanderers
Poesia" She was written poetry While He was just a draft Combined together They couldn't have made art For one didn't rhyme with the other And sadly Both weren't in sync together. " (This is the first official book I've posted on wattpad and intended to k...
