Hypnotic hazel eyes gazed right into my guts which where pointing him out as the one.
I couldn't comprehend why girls do cry over love until I got to experience it .
That feeling of fulfillment .. of holiness.
Even in bad days there's a plush blanket of peace wrapping around my not so pretty parts, soothing my senses; warmth filling my stomach, lulling my eyes closed, although sleep might not come immediately, but it calms me.
For the bumps in the road of our harmony can't stop us from falling in love all over again .
But there's bridges I need to break to get to you, you're always there but it's my fault, it's my fault. Maybe I should jump off the crazy freight train that I'm expected to ride through like everyone else, and finally take a step to what I really wanted.
2:30 am
On my bed having weird stomach twists.
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THE BIG LITTLE BOOK
Poetry#1 slam #1 poet Semi diary semi poetry type of books. God can meet you in your rock bottom as well as on the top of your little mountain . In this book I talk about my mental health and how i overcame depression anxiety food disorders and addiction...
