Silently lie in the grass, On the hill above the lights. Steal a kiss, In between , Each drag on this cigarette. And Let's Take bets on which is more Dangerous.
Someone asked me one day why I wrote so much. I told them to be quiet because I was listening to what the pen said to the paper. I was trying to hear their love story. The one unspoken.
I smile whenever you smile and feel the clenching pain in my chest whenever you feel low. But you are not a burden. Love cannot be true without every ounce of you. And just as beautiful as you are; the scars on your heart will not go in vein.