Maybe / 23:19

obviouscrush

I woke up and there you were,

With freckles painted over your pretty face,

I drank so much I don't remember much,

But you.

I remember you.

You're an image falling in and out of my mind,

And I'm trapped,

I'm sure we'll never meet again,

But,

I hope we do,

You made me feel alive again,

You filled my lungs with the oxygen it craved,

And now you're gone,

Maybe,

Just maybe,

I'll breathe again. 

  • Author: obviouscrush (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 5th, 2017 17:26
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 33
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  • The Invisible

    Breathing is very good so don't let some guy take that gift away from you.



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