His hand fits perfectly in mine
And that's how I know
We are made for each other
He is loving
When he hears me cry
And that's how I know
We will love 'til the end
YOU ARE READING
My Muse
PoetryKind of poems, kind of just words from my mind. I don't really care if this gets reads or not I'm just kind of at a writers block but I still feel like doing something. I hope you enjoy my mess. ~for my muse~
Perfect
His hand fits perfectly in mine
And that's how I know
We are made for each other
He is loving
When he hears me cry
And that's how I know
We will love 'til the end
