It's not you I'm afriad of.
I'm afriad I might fall too hard and lose everything once you're gone.
I'm not afriad of you.
I'm afriad of what I'll lose.
My heart.
Please don't take it with you for It could destroy me.
YOU ARE READING
Poetic Vibes
Poetryhe held my face within his hands looked me dead in the eyes and said "you're worth it" ••• in that moment i've never felt more loved #924 in Poems #229 in Poetry Collection #606 in Poem
