Onto separate paths we drifted,
Those three little words you gifted.
That day in October my world shifted,
Those moments you and I crafted.
The sun sets and I swear,
I can still feel you stare.
You and I, we are a pair.
Your heart eternally I'll wear.
Frightened am I to sleep,
I feel you near, you creep.
The hole inside is deep,
Into your arms I leap.
YOU ARE READING
daisy.
PoetryTo Ree, May you always dream of tall mountains and white cloudy skies. To be happy is to be able see the world through your wondrous eyes. -Will
