and there you were, standing completely out the way as… and you were beautiful.

this is to you, you with the brown, pink, blonde a… the jean jackets and the iron-on p… with the scar on your neck from yo… and the cigarette burn next to the…

you’re like a wildfire in my mind–… constantly changing in passion and… theres a difference between you tw… never stopping, never contained.

im trying to write you a poem but… im trying to write like the others… im trying to write a poem that rhy… im thinking of writing about your… im thinking of writing about the l…

her lips grazing my neck breath tingling my collarbone and her fingers drifting over my b… where would I be without you? a long way from home

I dont get why people dont like the rain the sky isnt crying or in pain its water from the sky

this is so hard for me to write because you are like a song repeat… your memory holds me and these chains burn