It's a fear
to be loved.
To wonder if
they will leave.
To question when
things will change.
To think this
won't last forever.
To breathe and
feel your lungs
expand with life.
YOU ARE READING
It is but what we feel
PoetryThis is just some of the emotional work that I wrote while working on my current work in progress honestly it's quite personal to me there are just short poems of sorts I suppose but they were most certainly written with emotion. This isn't linked...
Its a fear
It's a fear
to be loved.
To wonder if
they will leave.
To question when
things will change.
To think this
won't last forever.
To breathe and
feel your lungs
expand with life.
