Please don’t fall in love with me.
For I will fill your lungs with the smoke from my lips,
that will be mixed with poetry and quotes,
So much crap you won’t be able too breathe.
You will drown in books and movies,
That I will show you to help explain how I feel.
Your skin will crawl with our talks.
You will want to wash them away,
But you will never be able too.
I am a mixture of
and bad decisions.
So please don’t fall.
Because you will regret it.