A collaboration of fifty-six on lingering, longing love! Enjoy!
A collaboration of of fifty-nine on the cadence of broken hearts and hope! Enjoy!
You avoid eye contact with those dark rimmed, long lashes, fanned out like a shield around closed lids
Lately it's been even harder to tell If living is better than heaven or hell
There’s torrents of rain drowning everything inside, until there’s nothing left but a howling silence.
Will you listen to me? For, I listen to you. Your chubby hands, contriving and symbolically mouthing words you cannot.'Mhhm Shikashu', you repeat precisely three times .
This is a poem. Did you know? (Its romance. Yes I know right?! Why another love poem? Answer: IDK)
I like to see without my glasses To see the world in a blur
You're better off alone đ“…« / Chalk on the board, you learn what you see.
A collaboration of fifty-six on lingering, longing love! Enjoy!
A collaboration of of fifty-nine on the cadence of broken hearts and hope! Enjoy!
You avoid eye contact with those dark rimmed, long lashes, fanned out like a shield around closed lids
Lately it's been even harder to tell If living is better than heaven or hell
There’s torrents of rain drowning everything inside, until there’s nothing left but a howling silence.
Will you listen to me? For, I listen to you. Your chubby hands, contriving and symbolically mouthing words you cannot.'Mhhm Shikashu', you repeat precisely three times .
This is a poem. Did you know? (Its romance. Yes I know right?! Why another love poem? Answer: IDK)
I like to see without my glasses To see the world in a blur
You're better off alone đ“…« / Chalk on the board, you learn what you see.