"I read one and couldnt help but think it was about me..."
I was caught off guard. I honestly didn't think he actually read my poetry.
"Which one?" I asked feeling nervous but knowing exactly the one he was referring to.
"The one that tells our story I guess , uh Letter to You I believe it's called " he said , nervousness easily heard in his voice.
"Uh yea it is about you," I said calming.
"I didn't know I could mean a lot to someone," he said.
"If you only knew," I thought to myself.
YOU ARE READING
My bleeding heart
PoesíaI have written a lot of poetry and thought it would be nice to post on here. Every poem that is posted is by me from my brain. please do not steel but you may share. thank you , hope you enjoy!
