The things you guys have in common
The name[s] you call me when you're flirting
The color of your eyes; one deeper than the others
The color of your hair, even in style when his is long
The looks you give me
The things you smoke
The amount you drink
The dreams and stories somehow being close
Fuck maybe I do have a type
But it's just the two of you
And that's on being in love with you
Sadly that's on daddy issues I wish I didn't have
YOU ARE READING
To you, from me
PoetryPoetry I wrote when you were on my mind and when it hurt to be alive. I'll love you always. From, me
