I've grown sickeningly attached to the thought of you
Being next to me
I'm too scared to make these thoughts
A reality
So I'll settle for the sickness
And dream every night
Of what it would be like
To have you in my arms
I tell myself it's best to not
over think things
But ill be damned if
Your sheer beauty
Both inner and outer
Is enough to make me
sick
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Coloured thoughts: A collection of poetry & various ramblings of John Wallace
PoetryLike the colours of a rainbow , My mind too can be bright. I dont really have a fixed style of writing. I just go with the flow! I touch on topics of love , thoughts , emotions and even life. Mental health is a large contributing factor in most...
