Poems from nick.johnson
you ripped cupid's arrow clean out of my heart.
i'm still bleeding.
you infected my wounds with words like "hopeless romantic" which i...
I like that feeling. That feeling when you feel so much. When every part of your body feels something and your lungs take a deep breath...
I don’t want to be another statistic,
another broken hearted waste of space who turns out to be like everyone else.
I don’t want this...
It is 1:08am and there is an empty feeling in my gut where the butterflies used to be. You see, the sad fact of falling in love is that to...
if i can be sure of one thing
it's that I'm not sure of anything at all.
who truly is sure,
where they will go,
who they will love,
who...