I wish I had held your hand longer. Caressed your back and fiddled with your hair more. At least have left the impression on you that you are in fact worth it. That you may be even more pure than me. And that you should treat yourself as such.

YOU ARE READING
Brain
PoetryA glimpse of what happens in my head. It is a bilingual (spanish/english) book; some poems will be in english, others in spanish.
i wish
I wish I had held your hand longer. Caressed your back and fiddled with your hair more. At least have left the impression on you that you are in fact worth it. That you may be even more pure than me. And that you should treat yourself as such.