sometimes love leaves you
aching;
longing, for something
your fingers can’t touch,
and your mind can’t identify.
sometimes love leaves you
hungover;
blackout nights/headache in the a.m,
can’t move, your body’s heavy and
last night’s a blur.
sometimes love leaves you
poetry;
lines and lines of whispers,
words that you can only
give to 11:11 wishes, and midnight.
sometimes love(rs) leave;
going like a vagabond,
wanting none of your time,
the ache in your chest
throbbing.
May 10, 2017
May 10, 2017 at 10:01 PM UTC
sometimes love leaves you
aching;
longing, for something
your fingers can’t touch,
and your mind can’t identify.
sometimes love leaves you
hungover;
blackout nights/headache in the a.m,
can’t move, your body’s heavy and
last night’s a blur.
sometimes love leaves you
poetry;
lines and lines of whispers,
words that you can only
give to 11:11 wishes, and midnight.
sometimes love(rs) leave;
going like a vagabond,
wanting none of your time,
the ache in your chest
throbbing.
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