I wrote your name on my wrist so I won't forget
my way home,
You told me to use your glitter pen. I laughed.
(But it works, like magic, and I'll always come back for you)
YOU ARE READING
ｂａｂｙ ｂｌｕｅ \\ e.j.
Poetryyou told me the first time you saw me it was as if the night had teeth || 2018 © svmmerborn
