I found this challenge, and honestly it seems so dope that I had to try it. For every picture underneath you'll have to come up with a poem. It was created by :

Who wrote some really dope poetry; So hopefully this comes out okay lol! Here we go!

๐Ÿ–ค ๐’ซ๐’พ๐’ธ๐“‰๐“Š๐“‡๐‘’ ๐Ÿฃ

aesthetic, girl, and grunge image

Back on my own,
Back to the routine of toothless smiles, and masked emotions.
Back to wishing I never met you, cause then I would have never known the difference.
Back to reimagining your hand in mine, reimagining your stolen kisses in the middle of the night.
We both know that it was nothing short of pure fantasy, how you made me feel.
How you caressed my heart, and made me forget anything else existed.
Your head between my thighs and your heart on your sleeve.
One of these days they'll understand, they'll understand the way you live for me, and the way i don't know myself when i'm not with you
But for now I'll go my way and you'll go yours, both of us already hungry for the others return.
We'll go back home.
Back to our lives. Back to lonely.

๐Ÿ–ค ๐’ซ๐’พ๐’ธ๐“‰๐“Š๐“‡๐‘’ ๐Ÿค

pics, unfiltered, and theme image

Cold. Cold to the touch. Cold to the core.
You've always been this way, and I don't know why I thought you'd change.
You drove us to the edge of town, placed us under a blanket of stars, and proceeded to look at me like I was the brightest one you've ever seen.
I lit your cigarette and we kissed til we couldn't breathe; I loved you from my moon through your galaxy, and all the way down.
I held your hand and eased you closer to the edge, hoping to warm you in the slightest and yet you were still cold.
I guess what I didn't take into account, is that you can't warm something that only exists when frozen.
You can't force winter snow in the midst of summer sun.
I've learned my lesson, and taught myself yours.
Love tells me that maybe i'm your warmth, or maybe... just maybe... i'm naive.

๐Ÿ–ค ๐’ซ๐’พ๐’ธ๐“‰๐“Š๐“‡๐‘’ ๐Ÿฅ

honeymoon, lana del rey, and music to watch boys to image

Love, lust, and diamonds.
Thats all I want, I swear it.
Old Hollywood love, only if luck will have it.

New cities with the skies pitch black,
White lines, A house in the hills... with a pool in the back.
Red roses in every room, (If it's not too much to ask?)
Silk robes, and a blue Cadillac.
Thats it, I swear it.

Whewww! That was harder than I thought lol!! Irl I would probably go back and re-write these 85 times, but since it's a challenge i'll publish the first drafts.
The first photo was definitely the easiest, and it just got rougher from there lol! Hopefully there will be a part 2 to this challenge cause I really enjoyed it! I hope you guys will do it too!๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–