not him.

September 30, 2016

i'm too young to know what love feels like,

to feel the rush in my chest

to feel like i'm suffocating,

to watch him slip away.

i'm too young to understand

that i want him with me,

want him to be the last thing i see,

the last thing i hear.


i want his scent on me like blood on the walls.

i want his sweaters enveloping me,

want his hands in mine and

his teeth on my lips.

but i'm too young

to know what i want,

to know what i need,

to know what i can't live without.

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flowergrl said...
Oct. 15, 2016 at 10:47 pm
this is so good bro
bluesargent replied...
Nov. 15, 2016 at 6:08 pm
what, thank u
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