#7

He is forever, and I am sixteen and in love.

He is blue eyed mystery and I am sixteen and so grown up,

living in this dark abyss where eye contact burns me up like a flare

 

Supermassive black hole

he’s pinched you closed with shy smiles

and awkward compliments that make

light

forever

 

Maybe infinity is being seventeen and seeing galaxies in his eyes.

crushed thoughts #7

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