#gentleaffection
There’s a girl who mirrors my every move—
it makes me afraid of my own reflection.
And if I’m biting time,
then please— _serve me a couple seconds_.
I should’ve loved you better, much earlier…
so I’ll be with you in a second.
Let me shield my eyes— watching you put
on your armour, decorating your smile,
you’re a mouthful of colour.
A love picked from the bunch,
too rare not to treat like a flower.
First as a friend, protective as kin—
even when your salty remarks
mistake pamper for _pepper_.
_Your attraction_? In mint condition—
a treat like a peppermint.
My skin’s a little tinted, my cries tilt
a little sideways— __these long-ass messages__
just to keep you from trailing behind.
Smiling beside you, you give me food
for thought, and a kind word on the side.
It’s hard to find the genuinely kind.
_But you_?
You’re a rare kind— the kind I’d hold
on to, if only I knew how.
Jun 30, 2025
Jun 30, 2025 at 5:43 PM UTC