And the fact that in my drunkenness
I still craved your touch.
I wanted nothing but to be cradled in your arms. To be surrounded by your scent.
I knew right then
This heart could never let you go.
Somewhere between having all of you and nothing at once,
you claimed my heart.
Demanding my devotion,
forbidding anyone else to have me.
Can't you see?
I have fallen for you.
Extremely hard.
-Zee
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Pieces of Her
PoetryGetting to know her. Others. Love. Hate. Promises and heartbreak Sometimes writing poetry helps with emotions. Sometimes it just adds gasoline to the fire. In the end, it's worth it. Always.
