You’re the first I’ve been with. Were I feel myself Growing into Who I’m supposed to be, Instead of changing Into someone who Pleases you. You’re sunshine To the blooming Of my soul.
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In Spite Of The Cup
Everything I felt for you Just overflowing, My heart was a vast ocean. Instead of jumping in You attempted to contain love, Like trying to capture a wave In a cup.
Prison or Passion
I hadn't been to Venice Beach in a few months. Before I moved to LA, I would have sworn most my days would be spent at the beach or in the hills. I would find so much inspiration there, only deep in nature did I feel home. Sadly, the security and peace you feel at…