boypunchr

she mends all my heartaches and never leaves me feeling unwanted. She’s so heavenly but not just by the way her hair curls so effortlessly . No matter how estranged we’ve been our bond has never changed. How do you go on about describing a soul so pure? She’s everything soft in this world . I don’t believe in luck but after meeting her I don’t write it off. She holds a kind of warmth that seems to melt anything cold. I hope despite how busy we tend to get we’ll still always long to reconnect . 

im a viewer in my own mind, my feelings no longer mine                                                                                                          im nothing more than a host hoping to at least keep my soul. I crave to be soft to be clouded with emotions but only reflect light yet  I come up empty everytime the black coffee in my mug compliments how sad my eyes have gotten with time and I’m  afraid i’ve become  something im not. I wait for the toasters timer to stop but its set up to take its time                                                           ...