I never looked in the mirror
I was too busy staring at you,
In an instant you became my life,
My meaning for existence.
Maybe it's because-
I don't take care of myself properly,
As to why I give myself away so freely.
But what I do know is,
you didn't have to ask,
I was at your command in one glance.
My hearts a mess
But I cleared space for it,
I hope you'll be okay with it.
YOU ARE READING
G E M I N I
Poetry"I write only because there is a voice within me that will not be still." - Sylvia Plath ( All Rights Reserved) NO COPYRIGHT in any way shape or form. Must have written consent from me. Only quote if you give credit ❤️ Some featured photos aren't...
