I peer out my window as the rain pouts down. And my tears come, without a sound. They're not tears of sorrow, but joy. Because the boy I love has finally come home. Back to me, where he belongs. Where he is wanted, in my heart. In my heart is his forever home. Where he will never be alone.
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Furthermore A Collection of Poems
PoetryA collection of personal poems in which I have wrote.