One day, I'm going to be able
To say it without biting my cheek
Or stuttering it out in waves.
I'm going to freely walk the streets
And breathe in the air as I look
Into your eyes and get ready to say
I love you.
But I don't know you yet, is all.
I'm not ready yet for you.
But one day, I will.
I promise this time.
YOU ARE READING
The Beginning To The End
PoetryI've never been a poet, that much is certain, but I can tell you that it does get written. A lot. These are the collections of my poetry I've written, and some of them hit hard for me.
