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Aug 13

Him

His bittersweet taste,
Pressed on my lips.

His alluring voice,
Captivating my ears.

 

All of his skin pressed against mine

His heart-piercing gaze, 
Breaking me like a twine.

His name leaves my lips,
Burning like a flame.

 

If only he felt the same..

His laugh is all I need.
It goes through the air like a sweet melody.

I’m like a lost puppy on a lead
Following him wherever he goes.
Always by his side. No matter what.

So when he loves another.. it burns me like a deep papercut.