I love how you'd wear your mittens on your head during winter to make me laugh. I love how you'd showed me things through drawings and paintings, and the art I see in your eyes every time I stare at them. I love how you'd say that I'm mysterious when it comes to writing poetry. I love, well,
I love you.
YOU ARE READING
wonderstruck
Poetryjust another poet with feelings she has kept and now poured out onto this book
