He begs me to keep going.
In my mind, I hear his voice.
Keep going
He whispers.
Please. Just keep breathing
YOU ARE READING
Second Thoughts, Third Thoughts
PoetryHighest - #36 in Poetry "Not only did I love her, but I could tell the universe loved her, too. More than others. She was different. After all, I would be a fool not to notice the way the sunshine played with her hair." -Christ...
