I still ask myself if we're real
Because when it happened
All of me exploded with emotion
Feelings even I couldn't understand
Everything faded away
Except for all the sensations I felt
Thoughts raced by
As though they were all playing tag
It was perfect
It was wonderful
It was with you
So it was love
And even today
It was just as strong
So how?
How did we get here?
I'm so glad this is real.
YOU ARE READING
My Unofficial Truths
PoetryI write poetry. So you're good? I didn't say that. I write poetry. So you can rhyme? I don't always. I write poetry. So you tell stories? Every time.
