I fell into his arms
He was below me
For when he looked straight into my eyes
I found a reason to live
The thing I love the most
His damn blue eyes
For when the first time I looked into them
I got lost in his ocean
My eyes were deep inside his
So were his in mine
For when we realised I was on top of him
He moved away
YOU ARE READING
•When two broken hearts meet•
PoesiaWhen my life had an urge to stop itself, someone saved me who was broken himself. He assured me that I have him when he himself didn't have anyone. Words written in the form of poetry which hold my feelings which I've been holding from years.
