Your eyes compelled me the most. Your deep ocean eyes, how could someone be so beautiful?
Your touch, your skin, where do I begin?
I can't promise you forever, I don't think anyone can. But I will promise you every now, and everything I am.
Why is it so hard to remember, yet so easy to forget?
Why do I always end up giving my love away to people who don't seem to deserve it, while not paying attention to people that do.
Loving is easy, but you got me fucked up in so many ways.
We're so distracted by how things end, we usually forget how beautiful the beginning was. -mp
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Gentle thoughts.
Poetrya couple of short poems, in which they talk about happy and sad things at the same time ;) Sometimes these honestly gives me mixed emotions.
