When you poured out your life to me,
As I held you as your body shook, memories flooding out of your eyes in the form of tears,
The way you grabbed onto me for dear life,
Yes, that was when I knew
I was never going to let you go.
YOU ARE READING
Whirlwind
PoetryAren't poems wonderful things? All I need to express can be found in lines and stanzas.
