i was high on love,
the sense of excitement
the moment i set eyes on you.
you were a drug, and i couldn't stop.
it was so addicting to feel your warm heart,
beating next to mines.
your kindness set a light in my world,
a spark of fire.
too bad it turned into flames,
and the drug ended.
YOU ARE READING
falling ashes
Poetrythey were falling ashes, specks of destruction that peacefully coated the earth. | old poetry | sorry about the horrible grammar lol i'll try to find some time to look through them and fix my mistakes
