Poems from LillianMills
It's truly a talent of mine
seeing the best in the worst people
drawing love from unloving people
convincing myself of
impossibility
It'...
i like the way you touch me
when you run your fingertips across my back
down my spine
i like when you wrap your arms around me
pulling...
It's weird
the concept of time
and life
and love
all unraveling in my head
being young
and confused
it's weird
a year later i've taken...
such a whirlwind
a wild soul stuck in a person at war
with himself
and you were a token
because i, myself, am shattered
i love broken...
why cant i be fine by myself
without the validation
fostered love
from temporary soulmates
i'll never understand
myself
my pain
it...