When I told you I got scared easily,
That when someone shouted at me,
I wanted to hide under a bed.
You didn't laugh at me,
Like I expected you to,
You just smiled.
You took my face in your hands,
And your touch lit my skin on fire,
But, my feet were cold.
You said,
"I'll always protect you."
So, where are you now,
That I'm scared
My heart is broken beyond repair?
That my feelings are dead?
Scared that you don't care?
So scared that I'm hiding under my bed?
YOU ARE READING
All For You.
Poetry*First Place Winner in Poetry - The Quill Awards* ❝All the tears, All the sleepless nights. All the 2 a.m. poetry, All the brilliant lights. All the second guessing, All the wrongs and rights. It is all for ...
