You wrapped me up
In love so fierce
That all I could see
Was you.
Nothing but
you, you, you.
When you released your tentacles
And let me leave,
I blinked bleariness from my eyes,
And looked for you, but you were gone.
I looked for the warmth of a new cover up,
Someone who could wrap me just as tight,
And let me see only them,
And forget about you.
But it was never tight enough,
All I ever inhaled was cold, stale fumes,
And never the sweet cologne and hints of you own special lemongrass scent.
I became toxic.
Too many poisons digested, breathed in,
And now,
No one wants to even attempt to wrap me.
I miss you more than ever.
Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 10:52 PM UTC
You wrapped me up
In love so fierce
That all I could see
Was you.
Nothing but
you, you, you.
When you released your tentacles
And let me leave,
I blinked bleariness from my eyes,
And looked for you, but you were gone.
I looked for the warmth of a new cover up,
Someone who could wrap me just as tight,
And let me see only them,
And forget about you.
But it was never tight enough,
All I ever inhaled was cold, stale fumes,
And never the sweet cologne and hints of you own special lemongrass scent.
I became toxic.
Too many poisons digested, breathed in,
And now,
No one wants to even attempt to wrap me.
I miss you more than ever.
To no one really. Just thought of this so I penned it out. And also I was craving food mainly stuff wrapped in something (grape leaves :3) so this came out. Yup.
The curse of curves
By cute is what we aim for
Only exception
By paramore
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