The feeling I have for you, is foreign.
Do I want to kill you, because of how
You make me feel or do I want to kiss you
Till I can't breathe.
You are something new, exciting, alluring, something close to a drug.
You told me to stay wild,
And that's exactly what I'm gonna do.
YOU ARE READING
3 A.M. Thoughts
PoetryWhen the moon has fully risen and the stars are watching the thoughts of a girl flow across a page. Curl up and enjoy my shitty writings.
