I am so
insanely in
love with you
your brown,
owl-eyes.
Your tousled,
feather hair
I am absolutely,
indescribably,
sickeningly
in love with
you,
(you
don't love me,
and that's not
news to
me.)
But I'll still love you
I'll still love you in
that place where
you're spent
hiding
in the trees
I'll love you and your parliament of owls
until the coffin's lid
shuts down
on me.
Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 8:04 PM UTC
I am so
insanely in
love with you
your brown,
owl-eyes.
Your tousled,
feather hair
I am absolutely,
indescribably,
sickeningly
in love with
you,
(you
don't love me,
and that's not
news to
me.)
But I'll still love you
I'll still love you in
that place where
you're spent
hiding
in the trees
I'll love you and your parliament of owls
until the coffin's lid
shuts down
on me.