i'm in a poetry mood lately

If I ever let you lay your hands on me, chances are, you’ve already made love to how my heart won’t stop beating at the thought of you.

If I let you know I’m yours, it means you’ve already caressed my soul.

If I let you have me, it’s because my mind probably hasn’t been able to stop screaming your name for weeks at a time.

If I ever let you lay your hands on me, chances are, there isn’t another part of me that you haven’t already touched.

—  Unknown
  • me: I think I'm having an ok day
  • brain: Just think about that person who broke your heart
  • me: Why?
  • brain: You gotta