his love is a shelter.
my protection from the world outside
and all its harsh realities.
my comfort on bad days,
and the reason behind my best ones.
his love is a shelter.
through and through,
and everything that comes with it.
everything seems okay and blatantly
perfect
with him
and thinking back on the sweetest memories we've had,
it brings butterflies to my stomach,
energetic life to my heart
and warmth to my mind.
the thought of feeling loved
by a person like him
is enough to stretch a smile
onto my chapped and emotionless
lips.
his love is a shelter
and I'm so at home.
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La Da Dee ✔
Poetrymelancholic poetry, prose and other random pieces of my heart in word form. ♡ // highest ranking: #62 in poetry // • march 11th, 2017 - august 4th, 2017 •