jordan-molina - Hello Poetry

jordan-molina

jordan-molina

Some day I am gonna walk out of here free

love years remember time day heart hate perfect body felt wanted trust life hole realize steps hair year girl days place arms will kissed retrace spent looked held fear thinking ruin marks pride meant count honest feelings magic stupid night hung regret people sign reading loose leaving claim son rolls stretch needed wondering type offer loved feeling remembering sleeping knew cigarette drag grow mother starting left walking belong kiss proposed golden dance dreamed tequila satisfied leads bright questions touch oldest kneeling happiness slow burning fit title drunk nostalgia shudder appeared topic fade orange sped worth hope happened woman sitting person closets begging wave break feels haunted pretending fall front uttering bitters dreams apart desperately school beating car marry dig candy morning knife side vision freckles heavy twelve neighborhood absolutely crown library born lips cost pathetically expect close cold wonder harden drove hide stands emends ways drenched inside tomorrow wrong lights