I am going through stuff.
Let's just make that clear.
But in the end, it will not matter,
Because you'll always be here.
I think of all my issues,
I think of all my pain,
But I will always have you,
I have nothing else to gain.
I see the scars upon my wrists,
But those have long since faded,
Because you have been my light of day,
Since we very first dated.
I wake up every morning,
Thinking of your smile,
And to you, I know,
I would walk a thousand miles.
My life has really sucked,
Filled with stormy skies,
But all the bad things disappear,
As I look into your eyes.
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A Poet's Soul: Book Two
PoetryWhat is love? It's what you make it out to be. Here are some poems that give insight on what I think love is.