You light me up
brighter than a summer sun
longer than a california heatwave
You make me speak
those words i thought i'd never say
the kind you don't get the chance to think about before they run out of your mouth
and into the flame that is a living hell until your answer
then it settles. the flames subside. the heat cools and you speak those three words:
i love you.
-one day it'll come
YOU ARE READING
You
Poetry"You"- meaning the you personally and You aside from me. This book talks about the You individually and going through times when you are your own light but, also when all you see and when all you feel is darkness. The You I dream about and need and...
