There’s a tornado, in my throat, and I, can’t seem, to get the words, out of, the pit, in my stomach. I’m choking, on letters, that make words, never heard.
hey you we haven't really talked in a while which is funny because i've memorized every inch of your profile the softness of your deep eyes that you hate so much that i sometimes hate too lately i just feel so far away from you pull and tug tug and pull why won't you just let me make your heart full?
on and off as we are, you're the only one i'll ever want. stupid loyal for you bby.