not sure exactly what's going on. all i know is that you make me forget how to breathe, like breathing is something i just can't seem to remember how to fucking do around you. that might be a problem. maybe just a slight problem. honestly surprised i havent passed out while talking to you because you literally make me so breathless. and let's be honest i'm also really bad at focusing on anything other than you when you're anywhere near. and talking ? forming cohesive thoughts other than just the word "fuck" over and over again isn't something that happens either. oh my god what am i even supposed to do with myself.
all i know is that you make my heart race faster than ever and i think you're possibly the prettiest person i've ever seen and seeing your smile makes my whole day and experiencing you laughing is a in a whole league of its own, truly an experience and i cant help but think that "everything you do is magic." and i just want to sit and admire you all day long. so i guess you could say i've got a teeny little crush.
oh god. this is going to shatter me isn't it ? fuck.
5/11/18
YOU ARE READING
𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐔𝐓 - (𝟎𝟎𝟏)
Poetry"𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭." a poetry book of sorts. full of emotions and 3 am thoughts. a glimpse at my heart if you will. have a look if you'dlike. *lowercase intended
