Tangled Mess✨

Tangled Mess✨🥀

He was the most handsome,

complicated thing, 

I'd ever seen.

He smelled of books and stories,

and didn't quite belong here,

lived a life within his head,

like he'd slipped out from the covers,

of a paperback instead.

And oh, those eyes,

deeper than the oceans themselves,

when he spoke,

the whole world would listen.

If there's such a thing as magic,

I'd often find myself lost,

almost enchanted,

in the way,

those words fell out of his mouth,

and his heart cared so much more,

than his eyes could ever show.

It's been years since he left,

so his memory is all faded,

he was a tangled mess,

of silky string, 

and I wanted to sit down,

to untie his knots. 

If he ever hoped to leave me ink-stained,

he should know, he did succeed,

for even now,

I still look for him,

in every book I read.

-Anoushka