"favorie" poems
The last time i saw you it was in a dream (nightmare.)
You're coming towards me (turn around.)
Leaning for a kiss (please don't.)
i'm swimming in those eyes (drowning.)
Oh. (no.)
i wake up to nothing but darkness (i'm a mess.)
i spend most nights awake (thinking of you.)
-EP
May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 3:52 AM UTC
The taste
so different,
so distinct
It's like your favorie fruit
and my
favorite coffee
in one afternoon
Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 5:16 AM UTC