For the first time
I've met someone who breaks me
Who mends me
Who destroys me
Who builds me
Maybe it's the sensory
Maybe it's an illusion
All I know
Is for the first time
I've met someone who
Makes me feel valued
Important
Loved
Valued
Cared about
When deep down
It's truly an
Illusion
YOU ARE READING
Fading Whispers
PoetryA song is thoughts, thoughts are the heart. Well, here is my song, my thoughts, my heart.
