flat elm
You stalked my head.
I texted you back
As if something from your signs felt shockingly attractive.
After i swore id leave you alone
But i felt this connection before
I looked around.
I touched your back.
Handed you a book you said you’re interested in.
After i swore id leave you alone
But i felt this connection before
Oh here we go again.
The street is wet by rain.
The plans i have in my head .
recall the days, so alive.
After i swore id leave you alone
But i felt this connection before
Well printed memory.
But it sounds extraordinary.
I remember that i never lived a day, not alive.
Texted you again,
After i swore id leave you alone
But i felt this connection before
Let me tell you how it gets bad.
You should’ve read me when i first liked you,
I was like a flower that forever bloomed.
You cut off the roots and left me in the sun for way too long,
Mocking me around as if im a two years younger dog.
My story teller.
Keeps stealing my favorite plushes.
My late night lover.
*In my heart he prints a crush.
My story teller.
Only textes when its night.
My late night texter
Makes me feel like im never right.
My friend told me,
If i leave he will miss me.
And if i fix me,
My teller will be fixed with me.
Sew my plushes back!
Tend all the unhealed scars!
Forgot to ask if im fine,
‘Cause im not!
I smoked a cloud out of my balcony.
Remembering all the sweet things we could’ve done if you weren’t cruel to me.
The sweet voice, your chuckles and the stories were the printed tattoos in my heart.
The good looking boy i always had to hate, is the monster making me burn my life..
wind wing
distant sail
thick sable