I lie awake at night and feel the cool sweat of emotion drop down my cheeks. Your promise still echoing within the walls of my head and heart. Your love is the exquisite of the world. The love that is rare and unheard of in this filthy world. I treasure your careful words and your poems to me. I wish I could hold onto you and your words for as long as time. Since otherwise my emotional turmoil would eventually consume what's left of my being. Please listen to my unspoken language and kiss me since I feel like I can breath better that way.
YOU ARE READING
REALITY
PoetryPoetry for those few souls that long for realness our world lacks Written not for reads but a place where I can write my feelings so I can attempt understand them myself. ••• To the boy that changed me. Heartbreak or not, you will live on in my burn...
