24/F/Australia " You give life to the butterflies inside of my stomach "
Short poetry written by me, sometimes sad, and sometimes happy, but more often then not, sad. 9 followers / 246 words
You asked me if I liked her. And Because I'm dreadful At expressing feelings I told you, To me, She's like a cold drink On a hot summer's day. Kind of refreshing, I think.
My gums are bleeding; I've brushed too hard. Because my words, Were much too harsh. And it seems to me That I'm trying to scrub them away. And I'm praying that they will not Stay.