elizabeth gracely. eighteen. poetry and quotes and music. sometimes i write things too. please read my faq before asking questions.
I. You were too drunk to think right the first time you kissed me and I was too desperate to tell you to stop.
II. Wrapping my arms around you every night still couldn’t make up for not being able to during the day.
III. Each time you touched me, it felt like my insides had been ignited, but it turned out I wasn’t fireproof.
IV. Sometimes I wake up reaching for your hand and my only consolation is that you’ve probably reached for me too.
V. I thought leaving you would be the hardest part, but now I know it’s staying gone.
VI. We could’ve been amazing; I hope that haunts you in your sleep.