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 Aug 2015 JMC
Savannah Charlish
I cannot tell in which moment I wanted you more:

When I felt you moving close against my skin
A moment before you kissed me
I could just barely feel your lips brushing mine
Wanting so bad to meet
...
Or the moment when they finally met
 Aug 2015 JMC
Savannah Charlish
Sad
 Aug 2015 JMC
Savannah Charlish
Sad
The worst part about sadness
Is it convinces you no one understands your pain
It makes you forget
That sadness is company everybody knows
Very deeply and all too well
 Aug 2015 JMC
Tree
Cross faded
 Aug 2015 JMC
Tree
Let's go get high on caffiene and drunk off each other.
Lets spend hours in coffee shops, with nothing in our stomaches but butterflies and my cappuccinos and your lattes. Let's become giddy and delusional and find everything amusing and not be able to do anything but laugh.
Lets drink and drive as we ride around to exciting places. With every turn down a new curvy road you'll travel deeper down the curvy roads of my mind. Ill become intoxicated and weak and you'll become more and more charming as with each turn we'll fall deeper into a drunken memory.
You get me higher than any drug could.
 Aug 2015 JMC
maxine
Lips
 Aug 2015 JMC
maxine
And the last time that I saw her face, was also our last embrace.

And our last kiss, I will always miss.

And I will always remember the taste of her lips.
Drew a picture of lips that took me forever and put this poem along with it. Thought I'd share it with y'all. :)
 Aug 2015 JMC
Hannah Rae
Untitled
 Aug 2015 JMC
Hannah Rae
The night of stolen kisses
That my lips didn't deserve
Carresses you wanted for her
Touches that would later hurt

The night you held me
In a way I cannot forget
You looked at me like I was everything
But I wasn't what you wanted

The night of mistakes
That will forever haunt me
Sleeping next to you
Was everything and nothing

The night of many things
That turned into losing you..

— The End —