You're like spiderwebs,
Like thick wind entangling,
Every single **** one of you I ever met
Is wrapping around my memory as I struggle.
I obsessively map out
Every time I made you smile
With a twitch of my leg,
I needlessly outline
The dances we did with
Every tug of my wrists against the silk.
As I twist deeper into your clutches
I remember when we were happy
And spinning in soulkissed sinews.
Without you I'd be free
But you're worth the OCD.
Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 4:36 PM UTC
You're like spiderwebs,
Like thick wind entangling,
Every single **** one of you I ever met
Is wrapping around my memory as I struggle.
I obsessively map out
Every time I made you smile
With a twitch of my leg,
I needlessly outline
The dances we did with
Every tug of my wrists against the silk.
As I twist deeper into your clutches
I remember when we were happy
And spinning in soulkissed sinews.
Without you I'd be free
But you're worth the OCD.
I have quite an obsessive mind, I tend to over think, particularly with memories of girls I knew. But they were all worth the OCD.
