THE SMOKE THAT KILLS, THE SMOKE I LOVE.
Posted Sunday, 3 May 2015 // 10:50 pm
I see your presence, light and easy; And I feel your presence, goose bumps down my thighs. Inhaling you was the hardest, suffocating it was. Like a smoke, you blind me; I fell hopelessly, couldn't see where I was going. Thought you were there for me, to catch me when I fall, But every time I reach out for you, you spread around me. Every time I try to hold onto you, you slip away effortlessly. You're the ghost in my head, that's what they said. People wouldn't believe your presence, which lingers around me. Like magic you disappear, leaving not a single trace. Stop messing with my head and stop the mind games. I long to hold you, for as far as I remember seeing you. Let me hold you and tell me I'm not dreaming. You're more than just a smoke, my dear. Tell me you're real and tell me you're mine; Mine to hold and mine to keep. tumblr |
Joyce. I'm a walking sunshine and I blog about everything and anything under the Sun. And, I might have a slight obsession with Jigsaw puzzles, Snow globes and Stars. twitter // tumblr // instagram mejor que todos. ![]() Achieve.
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