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Jan 22
his arms around my waist
his face fuzzy because I can't keep focus
everything about this was perfect
everything about the broken glass was perfect
his hands in my hair
my fingers running over his shoulder
I know I'm sad inside
I know he's struggling to figure this out
we held embrace with my back against the wall
I can feel his breath on my neck
but we both drank too much
and we both dreamt of better worlds
my body is so high right now
my mind is soaring
I never want him to let go
he doesn't want to let go
once our touch is gone it's only us
in our destructions and faded lies
even after this is all gone
even after everything is lost in my mind
I'll still feel his fingers through my hair
and the way he smiled
both drunk in love
a rendition of my life.
episode one.
stay tuned.
Written by
Sunshine  19/F/British Columbia
(19/F/British Columbia)   
       Sunshine, Seanathon and Logan Robertson
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