can you hold me for one minute longer?
can you run your fingers through my hair,
and kiss the top of my head before you leave?
i'm sorry i say i love you every second of every day, but you're so unpredictable, i don't know when it may be the last time your press your lips to my heart.
YOU ARE READING
permanently unfinished.
Poesíawe write our feelings on paper because we have no one to turn to when our vision is blurred by tears and our chests are crushed with sadness.
