requested by  lemonhoneyginger

We were just black souls In the pouring rain. Then you touched my bones And I felt the pain. I can’t believe that You never tell lies. I wanna know why I like your blue eyes. They want me to fall From this roof called hope. Even if I crawl Ima not need dope. Your hands are bleeding. Because of the walls. My lips are shining. Because of your tongue. Blue are your eyes. The Lord made it. Deep are the scars. Remember it.

When I call your name I don’t fell the same. And when I see your face I remember that taste. The taste of your skin between my teeth. And the smell of your cinnamon breath. I used to look at your mouth But it just flees like a mouse. I love the things which I know I can’t have. My love, that’s why I call you “my sweet wave”. You’re Mars and I’m Jupiter. Tell me if you still love her. Somebody told me you were gonna study. But we all know that you just want her body. Black blood on white socks. Don’t you think it sucks. Once she stood and just asked “Boy can we have sex?” And dumb you understood “Boy can we bake cakes?”