What do I like about him, you ask?
Well,
When I held his hand
It was like holding one
For the first time.
When I hugged him
It felt as though
I was finally safe,
Finally protected.
When we kissed
It felt like
Fireworks were exploding.
When I see him
It reminds me there's a reason
Why I'm here.
Why I keep going.
YOU ARE READING
My writing!
PoetryThis will just be my poems, small paragraphs and possibly small stories. Nothing much but, yeah! I hope you enjoy them!
