You make me want to get out of bed on my worst days.
You make me want to shower and take care of myself on my busiest ones.
In the cold early morning you make me feel warmer than thousands of suns.
You make me want to write,
you make me want to feel,
but most importantly, for the first time after all the sorrows I had to go through, you really make me want to heal.
You make me want to laugh with the people I love,
you make me want to dance in public like there's none there to see,
you just make me want to discover all the amazing things that I could be.
That's the impact you hold on me.
We might never be a thing,
I know it's the truth,
but whatever happens, you helped me make the best out of my youth.
YOU ARE READING
Trust my words.
PoetryA poetry collection of random poetries I wrote. Nothing special, just some deep stuff from a burning poet heart, I hope you enjoy. I think most of them are going to be love letters or over-dramatic sh*t I write when I'm down.
