I Haven’t Reread This/Did Any Edits So It Probably Doesn’t Flow

who are you to make me feel this way

you’re no one

just a boy

yet you clear my head

make living have a worth

you my boy

who are you to make me blush

who are you to occupy my brain

giving me a rush of serotonin

you my boy

are addicting

and im quickly becoming reliant



who are you

boy

to make me cry

make my heart ache

force well hidden feelings to the surface

who are you

not my boy

not anymore

you are simply

heartbreak





where there once was softness, now all had turned to stone

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