Sometimes I get depressed
I feel like I don't deserve to exist
But there's him
He makes me laugh
He's sweet and impossibly handsome
His eyes remind me of emeralds
But with infinitely more facets
And I want him
Every inch of his skin
Every scar, every freckle
Every eyelash, every kiss
I'm afraid, I don't want to hurt him
Don't want to realize he can't handle me
I keep warning him
I'm a mess I'm a wreck
I warn him I'm needy
He says he wants to really be there
YOU ARE READING
For My Mate
Poetrya collection of all the things I want to say to my love. Some of these are poetry, some letters some internal monologues ect. Everything that was originally from a different collection has it original place included.
