think of me when the sky is pink

think of me when the sky is pink
i’m sorry to everyone who has ever complimented me bc i don’t know how to accept compliments
luluu9sblog-deactivated20220911:
you’re allowed 2 minutes of sadness then you gotta keep it gangsta
Logan: This is the dorm you used to live when we met. On the night I ended up here by accident and you fell in love with me.
Grace: Logan.
Logan: The night that you flirted with me for 20 seconds and I became obsessed with you forever.
― Salma Deera, Letters From Medea
[text ID: The centre of every poem is this: / I have loved you. / I have had to deal with that.]