A tremor goes through me as I stare at you
Your smile is charming under the lightbulb hue
Your jacket embraces me and I hold it close by the hem
My elbows bury under the sleeves, finding warmth in them
And it smells like cinnamon, your favorite dessert
One you cannot eat anymore as I stare at your painting while you lay under the dirt
A lovely use of the words!
Thank you! I was surprised at the dark turn, I was going to make it sweet…but my angsty existence couldn’t resist XD So I’m glad you like it !
Oh wow! That last line hit hard, unexpected! Incredible job, fabulous!
It surprised me too XD! I’m incredibly happy you like it! Thank you!