He was rain, she was sun,
He was in pain, she thought it was fun.
Trying hard to keep up was all that he needed,
Just another tipsy feeling, was all with she greeted.
Two different stories, one single road,
Two different hearts, but one single goal.
He thought he was a mess,
She thought she was always a stress.
Both had their imperfections meet,
For the longest time, the horizon was seen with a glee.
Just 2 broken crystal pieces has it all ever been,
But now after bonding there was,
A whole new different world that was seen.. ^☆^
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Hearty Hands (Wattys2016) (#Justwriteit )
Poetry"~~Poetry is not just the slip of words, it's the dictionary of the soul~~" Hola Poolies! Here's my lil collection of a lil poetry that I sometimes spill on the pages. Please be sure to check it out, means the world! ^.^ ~Happy Scrolling! ❤
