Fervid- A collection of poems

Her

Her.

It's always Her.

It will always be Her.

She was always there,

But I never noticed.

Until she was pointed out to me.

And I fell.

I fell hard.

Her eyes,

Her smell,

Her laugh,

I fell,

Her hair,

Her face,

Her beauty,

And just ...

Her.

And I'm still falling.

I don't think I'll ever stop.

But I don't want to.

Because if I'm falling,

She'll be there to catch me.

She is so beautiful,

And I ask myself everyday,

Why did she

Fall for me?

And I feel blessed.

Just remember,

Always.

It was Her.

It's always Her.