MarshmellowMurder

You see here I am, To write about a little thing, Called like;; lust;; love, And the pain it will bring. It's like poison you see, Slowly dripping from it's tin, A drop;; a kiss, The Devil's sweetest sin. You wrap yourself, Around someone else's form, Their smile;; their laugh, Turning your insides warm. Make you melt like a Popsicle in July, Melting the ice around your once guarded heart, Twisting your thoughts;; Making you weak, They had you from the very start. But little did you know, That all ties would soon break, An apology;; a goodbye, Your truest, deepest mistake. Like a tidal wave crashing, Crushing your chest,