Maybe,
I need to walk down your street,
And run up to you.
Arms wide open to greet you.
Like you did me.
YOU ARE READING
The Poetry of a Soul Who Doesn't Know Where They Quite Belong
PoetryAs you read this, i ask that you read this. Don't skim through it, but take a second and read it. To my dear readers, Thank you for reading this poetry book. It means something, no it means everything. Please let me know if you wish for more, Beca...
Maybe
Maybe,
I need to walk down your street,
And run up to you.
Arms wide open to greet you.
Like you did me.
