My heart
Can't beat without yours.
My lungs
Can't breathe without your air.
My fingers
Can't feel unless yours are intertwined.
I am not,
Unless you are.
YOU ARE READING
What I Know to be True
PoetryA collection of poems by a person whom is trying to collect her pieces up off the ground.
The Anatomy of Us
My heart
Can't beat without yours.
My lungs
Can't breathe without your air.
My fingers
Can't feel unless yours are intertwined.
I am not,
Unless you are.
