I met you
And the world was spinning
I knew I'd keep you around
Unlike the others who claimed to be my friends
I knew you were special
And that we'd be the best together
Now look,
3 years later
And I'm writing poetry of you
And calling you mine
You're my babygirl and I will always
Always
Hold you when you need it
You're my Princess
And you shall be treated as such
I promise you babylove,
I will never hurt you
Never betray you
But most importantly
I will protect you
Even from yourself
YOU ARE READING
Bloody Knuckles and Pink Plushies || P O E T RY
Poetrymy babygirl, you need this, you need to read this when youre feeling down and worthless because maybe, just maybe, my words can reach you and comfort you when my arms cannot
