From there, she stood with me.
Crying over the things she've done.
She thinks that the world hasn't begun.
Yet thanks to these, now she can see.
Human love, inevitable affection,
Solemn caress along with few gust.
Don't you take this too fast,
Don't you bear this wrong.
Cease everything,
I'll be here to listen;
Nobody else could mend,
Only in our world, you share our own being.
Stop crying my chum,
This is just a small failure.
Embarassed? It's just a cure,
Cure for the wounds that are yet to come.
YOU ARE READING
Withered Amity
PoetryI'll be your sidekick When you're the hero. I'll be your shadow As you light and flick. Believe me, I'm your deus ex machina.
