I've debated this for so long.
Muttering of plans run through my mind.
Pushing me to make the move.
Exit my little world to be in his.
Does he miss me too?
If I leave, will he be waiting for me?
My mind is made up.
Ending my pulse is the first stop.
Next destination is heaven.
To meet the love of my life again.
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Trials of Love - Acrostic Poetry
PoetryAll of these are submissions for Trials of love romance collab. Check out my other prompt submissions, if you'd like. :)
