To mark my words,
I don't know where to begin,
To express what I feel for you,
That feeling within.
Your sweet self ,
Melts my heart,
Your kind words are what I yearn for,
Since we're apart.I used to think of someone like you,
Someone to hold me tight,
And see me through,
to love my eyes and my smile,
And when I'm upset to hold me a while,
To love my mistakes,
And my faults,
To remind me that yes,
This is a cruel world,
But to remember that you love me lots.One day I want to find my place,
In between your arms,
In between your soft kisses and whispers,
In between the words of 'everything will be alright'.Sometimes I sit, and wonder,
How it happened... you and I.
A sweet person complimenting me way too many times,
I never knew it could make me feel so warm inside,
We could of stayed as strangers,
But something happened, and here we are,
You and I.
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A/N:
'There is no charm equal to the tenderness of the heart.'
> Jane Austen.Yours truly, lilac_pen
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PoetryConsolation: ~the comfort received by a person after a loss or disappointment. A bunch of poems that describe the way I feel, the way others feel and a selection of random topics. • This book exposes the fragile side of myself, so please handle with...