Pove Loem

my beautiful drug. oh, how filled with heartbreaking joy i am to feel your addicting lovelinesss if i said i hated your guts, i'd be lying and you'd know it. purely unspoken. thats how it works. you're the daisy to my chain, the beam to my moon, the words to my sentences, the smile to my face, the ephemeral clouds to my sky, the thing to my every. what more can i say? can i live without you? i hope that i never have to find out darling, you asked and i replied. combine all the beautiful words in the dictionary, the dazzling, aching hollowness one feels when they cry with laughter, and a melody that makes you shiver with wonderment and now you know what i feel when i look at you.