And I don't know
If I'm trying to breathe you in
Or smoke you out
But even as my lungs turn to ash
And my hair catches flame
My eyes flicker towards yours
Hoping to find a lifeline they can grab onto.
I'm drowning in coffeeless mornings
And smokeless nights.
Light me up with your fire
And tear my paper heart to ribbons
Because it would be a privilege to be destroyed by you. ♡
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