for him
his voice sounds so pure and angelic
the way he says my name makes the butterflys in my stomach flatter up
his eyes look like the ocean after a storm and everytime I look at them I get lost
he has whole galaxies in them. i swear, i would rather look in his eyes than in the night sky
His laugh sounds like my favourite song
And when he smiles at me it seems like everything is okay
but now he is gone
and i feel miserable
(again)
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flood // poetry
Thơ Cai'm drowning in my own thoughts poetry lowercase intended cover credits to @peachspit + @theroseclub
