Hearing his voice
Is like being feed a reason to belong
It's him who keeps me going on
The way his rasped voice rises the follicles on my arms
The way they make love to my soul .
- A reason
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Poems // Him
PoetryA collection of poems dedicated to my one sided high school love.
A reason
Hearing his voice
Is like being feed a reason to belong
It's him who keeps me going on
The way his rasped voice rises the follicles on my arms
The way they make love to my soul .
- A reason
