trying too hard.

andthisiswhyimguarded:

I suppose we could

Chalk it up to loneliness,

And the way the moon

Seemed to call us while we

Were drunk on leftover wine drops

Slipping through our blue veins,

And once we’ve swallowed them up,

We’ll finally be all out of love.

7 Notes/ Hide

  1. foreverfreefalling reblogged this from andthisiswhyimguarded
  2. andthisiswhyimguarded posted this