Let's go back to that night where we fell asleep underneath the stars. We talked about the complex's of life to our likes and dislikes. Let's get high again and find even the simplest things funny and giggle like we have no problems or expectations to live up to when the sun rises. I just want to go back to that night and be in your company, surrounded by your embrace, feeling like there's nothing to worry about.
YOU ARE READING
3 A.M. Thoughts
PoetryWhen the moon has fully risen and the stars are watching the thoughts of a girl flow across a page. Curl up and enjoy my shitty writings.
