the poetic girl got me into poetry once i fell to the lengths of her knees the only difference is that she writes about him a callow that left her for a shallow while i spend the nights a pencil in my hand rhyming words that describe the sparks in eyes
How long? I ponder. How long will it take? How long will it take for you to move on? How long will it take for you to realize that he only uses you for ***? How long will it take for you to realize that he doesn’t and will never love you ? Give me a date, i will wait.
he isn’t the first and he isn’t the last to love one of your bestfriends over you. thing is, you are never problem... they just don’t know you for if they did, a marathon for your love would begin.
i lay down my hands stretched far beyond the lengths of my empty bed i picture you your delicate ***** blonde hair thats half wavy and half straight for you get up too late your dark hazel eyes that only glow when you cry or beneath the sunlight that beautiful smile thats never too wide then there's a silhouette, an intruder i see him kissing your neck... you and him 2 am vibes yet for my love, you still bribe.