You are the only person I let call me bug.
You're one of my favorite people.
Your artistic abilities sweep me off of my feet everyday. What you can do with a pen and pencil always amazes me. What amazes me more is how long you've stuck by my side. Like the elements we stick together. Through everything. When you call me bug I'm reminded of my specialness. When you call me bug my heart flutters and I know I'm okay.
I am bug.
YOU ARE READING
Glue Bound Glass
PoesíaA compilation of cryptic, mind playing poetry. From the simplest nothing to heartfelt hatred.
