He stares down at me from the hood.
Why you?
I look up and meet blue piercing eyes.
Why me?
He caresses my fare skin with his cold hands.
Why you?
I reach for the hand on my cheek.
Why me?
He glances underneath my messy hair.
Why you?
I look at the ground.
I ask myself, why me?
' because your mine '
" what?"
' I can hear you '
" why me? "
' yeah... Why you? '
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Not Just Poems
PoesíaRandom poems, quotes and soppy shit about anything. I love to write poems, quotes and I'm a sad person, so soppy shit too.I thought why not add them to my wattpad and let others enjoy reading as I do writing.
