(guys perspective)
and i know, without a doubt in my mind, that you're the one for me. i wasn't looking for someone like you, but when i laid eyes on you everything stopped. my heart stuttered and my breath was taken. you weren't mine just yet. on that day, you were with another guy. he held your waist close to his, and rested his head on yours. with not a care in the world, you walked with him, hand in hand, down the boardwalk. he was yours and you were his and i just had to deal with it.
a few months later i saw you. broken. hurt. destroyed. and i knew it was him who did the damage. so I took you in, brought you under my wings. and we soared higher than the clouds.
#9//valentina accardo
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a palette of poems
Poetrywriting is art and this is my palette of poems. [this is a collection of unfinished thoughts, poems, and whatever else comes to my head. some pieces may not make any sense because it's all a jumbled mess in my mind that I attempt to put into words...
