The way he looks at me
With the shine in his eyes
The way he hold he hold my hand
Like he'll loose me if he doesn't
The way he talks about me
Like I'm the only girl
The way he hugs me
Like we met after years
The way he kisses me
Like we're about to die
But, the way he loves me
Like I'm the missing piece
Of his incomplete puzzle.
YOU ARE READING
Eternal Pain
PoesíaIt's been five years. I've waited too long. Couldn't hold it in any longer. Wrote it all down.
