15 years later;
12 years of restlessness,
and i finally,
feel you around.
YOU ARE READING
Bleeding Blue
Poetryi'm not your ordinary, i'm not your normal. but believe me when i say, if i could hold your hand - i'd keep you close forever. i'm not your ordinary, i'm not your normal. i see red, and i bleed blue.
around
15 years later;
12 years of restlessness,
and i finally,
feel you around.
