I can feel you.
I feel you every time I breathe. Every breath is laced with with the smell of your cologne and the crinkles by your eyes.
You are in my bloodstream like ****** Coursing through my body along with waves of blood the colour of your smile.
You're in my mind. Causing sparks in my brain cells when I think about the first time your hand brushed against mine.
You're in my lungs like smoke, and I'm holding my breath, even though I know it will make me cough.
I'm addicted to you.
But I don't want to stop.
(j.a)
Jul 4, 2013
Jul 4, 2013 at 3:42 AM UTC
I can feel you.
I feel you every time I breathe. Every breath is laced with with the smell of your cologne and the crinkles by your eyes.
You are in my bloodstream like ****** Coursing through my body along with waves of blood the colour of your smile.
You're in my mind. Causing sparks in my brain cells when I think about the first time your hand brushed against mine.
You're in my lungs like smoke, and I'm holding my breath, even though I know it will make me cough.
I'm addicted to you.
But I don't want to stop.
(j.a)
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