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Styles Dec 2019
The taste
of her lips
refreshes my soul.
a M b 3 R Dec 2019
the sun shines
with your sun-kissed skin
and honey brown eyes.
i lose myself in your gaze
when you give me butterflies.

we kissed, we danced
we pranced under the sunlight.
our melodies of music became a symphony
where our hearts sung and danced to.

our fingers interlocked
with my forehead touching yours,
and yours touching mine.
we were entangled in heartstrings
and you are all that i want.

we went through tough times together,
stood by each other
and never left one another.

i don’t want to drive you insane, but i love you, i really do.
i don’t care if you are “thrash” or “bad” because i love you no matter what.
you’re perfect to me because your flaws makes you who you are today.
let me tell you my love, i love you for who you are and i would never want to lose you.

i’ll never forget the fleeting moment when we had our first kiss or when i had your hand in mine.
all i want to say is, i love you.
Styles Nov 2019
She's out her dress
I out my mind
our love is ours
one-of-a-kind
I cross my heart
hope to die
she's my world
I'm her shrine
I am her's
she is mine
in the end
I rather die
cause if she left
I would probably cry
she makes me weak
I can't deny
I'd move on
at least I'd try
but on the inside
I would wonder why
god let me touch and an angel
but he never taught me how to fly
King Mar 2019
Lay down your guard dogs
I know the truth behind
Your fears

It’s ok to let them free
Here

You’re more complex than
The books you read
Loving the simplified

How could I just let your Sunshine smile
leave

In your arms I feel as if
Summers finally returned
The most purest sense of home

I can tell with you the rainy days are
Gone
Styles Oct 2019
Use to be my novocaine
now you are the reason for the pain
may not hurt me on purpose
but it still hurts all the same.
Styles Oct 2019
Her lips
symmetry,
was spoken poetry,
written
perfectly.
Styles Oct 2019
Being,
addicted to an addict,
is an addiction in itself.
the more I fien for her,
the more I realize I need some help.
the more I become addicted to her,
the less I think about myself.
the harder I chase her,
the faster she runs away from herself.
the one thing I need in life  
is the only thing she takes away.
Styles Sep 2019
Of
all the things I have lost
I miss you
the most.
Styles Sep 2019
In the end
  our history didn't matter
  instead, anger blinded us
  ending our future
  before the present
  even existed
Styles Sep 2019
Before she
undressed
she was
already naked
with me:
Honesty
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