This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at Chapel Hill chapter and does not reflect the views of Her Campus.
stay!
and let your scent linger on my taste buds
for i desire my favorite down-low liar
but! i want to shout your name
out the window and out the depths of my constricted throat
the lines your fingers left brought me back to earth
to a bed i want to encase me
so stay!
with me you’ll never have to worry about
the clocks ticking in your head
since we’ll never fall asleep
i broke your bed once and i’ll break it again