This is going to sound so cliché,
But I honestly feel he's perfect.
The way his mouth fit perfectly on mine,
The way we can talk for hours
And never run out of things to say,
And how we seem to have so much in common.
Normally, I have really bad trust issues,
And I always feel like I'm being lied to,
But with him, it's different.
I felt like I could trust him
Almost as soon as I met him,
It's almost as if he has some kind of spell on me
And I feel like we've met for a reason.
He is the universe's way of telling me
That everything will be okay.
YOU ARE READING
Poems...
PoetryJust the random poems that I've written over the past year or so, I apologize because they're kinda stupid but read away:)
