ALEX ANTALLY
WRITER
On nights like this,
hidden in your arms
behind colorful cars,
I don't think about the world,
I'm no longer hurt,
it's just me and you
no gold masks needed,
breath you in,
breath me out.
On nights like this,
when my heart is about to bust out
all I need is more time
to be here,
to be alive
in those two arms.
- Alex Antally 🌸
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