𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄$𝐈𝐂𝐊.

𝘾𝙐𝙏 𝙊𝙁𝙁.

He was my holiday.
He was my day off.
He made me feel
like I was enough.

He made me grin.
He made me gush.
He made me freeze,
and his smile made me hush.

His touch made me high.
His gaze made me squirm.
His intentions were not to,
so now my heart is burned.

I miss his voice.
I miss how he was tough.
I just miss him.
I'm just never enough.