I hope I'm not a couple of sentences in your book. I want to be at least a chapter, or more. I want overflowing paragraphs describing how much you enjoy my presence; I want excerpts from our conversations. I want to stand on a roof and scream out how lucky I am to have such a great person in my life. I know, in this short time, I could write books about you. I could say how much you mean to me. It would include how you helped me become who I am today. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know how to live my life so freely. I'm lucky that you're one of my biggest inspirations. You're what keeps me writing on a daily basis. Your words of encouragement could fill dozens of paragraphs, and I would be satisfied. I want you to reread the pages over, and over when we can't talk. I want you to read them when you're sad, and you need my joy to make you happy again. I want the days we made memories to flood throughout the pages. I want everything to be included in there. I love you so much, and I hope I'm not just a paragraph of your time.
YOU ARE READING
To Feel
PoetryJust a girl putting her feelings into words. From poems to unsent letters, I pour my soul into each piece. Many of the pieces are about the dark parts of my mind, and wanting types of love that I'll never be able to have.
