Its
Your eyes
Your fiery green hazel eyes
Your cute little nose
Your tender lips
And your rock hard abs

Its
The way you look at me
The way you kiss me
And the way you **** me

Its
This feeling i cant get rid of
And memories i will never forget

No girl looks like an angel when they wake up
Unless your at a mans house
and sneek into his bathroom before he wakes up

I knew you were bad from the start
But that didn't stop me

She was kind of a mean girl
But I still loved her
Such a free spirt
Didn't give a **** in the world
She sang when she felt broken
Her body moved so gracefully when she had a good day
(Which was rare)
Yet the sound of her voice could make anyone fall in love

I sure did.

I feel my heart caved into my chest
My stomach empty and rumbling
My cheeks sunken into my teeth
Chapped lips
Tired eyes
The feeling of needles into my spine
I can feel the blood rush through my veins to my finger tips
It was the worst comedown ever

Here's a poem for ya,

It's about me
poems, whiskey, and ****
are all I need
It's the thought of death that gets to me
It's the thought of love that's killing me
Yet im still doing me
Love is deceiving
Don't need anyone to try to please me

Believe me

All I need is some good ****, whiskey, and me.