I don't quite know
what love is
but if it wasn't us
I don't believe it exists
for your taste still lingers
on my lips.
Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 10:20 AM UTC
Love is iridescent.
Each love a different color,
a unique essence.
Apr 16, 2015
Apr 16, 2015 at 9:40 PM UTC
I'll always remember your laugh,
and the way you said goodbye
like it wasn't really the end.
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 10:27 PM UTC
I’ve seen the night’s demise
with the luminescent sunrise
and stood in a downpour
a thousand times before,
but everything I do with you
feels brand new.
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 9:58 AM UTC