when do words suit you
when i'm half asleep
drifting with the constellations; burning with the stars
or half awake
floating on the morning tide; crimson tangled frantically in my hair
YOU ARE READING
boys x
Poetrya little poetry book about the boys i've loved all work is mine; my own thoughts and words - will probably include swearing. (the numbers missing are chapters i've deleted because i've been adding to this for like two years lmao)
