I couldn't get over the fact
That I fell in love with a girl
Who didn't see all that she was worth.
I replay our memories in my head
Like a whirlpool of images.
The taste of her lips
Which was always salty
And smoky
With a hint of her strawberry gum.
The late marathons of
Old TV shows
That no one watched anymore.
The way we used to lay
Cuddled against one another
In complete darkness
Not loving each other for our looks or words
But simply for the other's existence.
The first time I saw her in the shop
Tear stained cheeks
And smoke scented clothing
Crying over the news
That led to her death.
But she was wrong about this
She was not a ticking time bomb to me.
To me she was a fragile girl
With a different outlook on life
Who loved the sound of rain
Cracking against the window
And who was too blind to see
That I was the one who saved her
When she needed love the most.
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short and sappy ahh
well im in the car so naturally i start a new fanfic
oh lord i have so many ideas help
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the arctic monkeys series [5sos]
Fanfiction"i'm not afraid of death; i just don't want to be there when it happens." (cover by elle)