You were this boy, who woke me in the middle of my everyday life, bearing eyes that lusts for the unknown.
You took my hand and asked me if I would like to come with you on an adventure.
I said yes.
Of course, I said yes.
YOU ARE READING
Roses and Candles
PoetryThe letters written for my first. An encounter from a dream that could've been more but never progressed far enough to be a happy ending; A collection of scenes, not enough to create a movie, that's settled in the depths of my beating heart; A stri...
