Oct 2019
With their freckles and flaws,
Their lips and love.
Your fingers and fights,
Heavy breathing and bites.
Beautiful Stories and ***,
The emotions and Ex.
Colors and Cuddles,
Raw coffee and riddles.
Partially finished, futile departures.
Some unfinished, untold closures.
Their lips and love.
Your fingers and fights,
Heavy breathing and bites.
Beautiful Stories and ***,
The emotions and Ex.
Colors and Cuddles,
Raw coffee and riddles.
Partially finished, futile departures.
Some unfinished, untold closures.
And even though I, who has never been in love, I feel like I understand it, because you paint them and their stories, prettier than they could be.
