I follow wherever you lead.
And all this feels brand new.
From brushing cheeks.
To kissing in cars.
I follow wherever you lead.
And you and I feel real.
You take me high everytime.
Tingles all over my skin.
I follow wherever you lead.
And I have you near all day.
From words you haven't heard.
To the ones I write tonight.
YOU ARE READING
Feelings that I hide.
PoetryThese are the feelings you'll never know about, because you are gone.
