#lineswithrhymes

i don’t only love his poetry cause he’s my best friend. he’s actually very well spoken. read!

One part lemon juice One part simple syrup Ice, Jack Daniels, and a lemon wedge.

3 and a half cups and I finally had you in front of me I gave you my drink, and you became mine.

Locked lips and your hazel eyes. Holding hands. 5 dollar parking, lot B.

The noise of the city disappeared the second I heard your sultry voice. Leaning on the fence the world stood still.

For in that moment, our shared commitment issues didn’t exist, you belonged to me and I was yours.

I sent you off with your friends. The taste of your lips stuck in my mouth.