You
I want to say you were my first love,
But you're the first one to ever love me.
I'm so happy.
Two months ago if you ask if I was happy,
If you ask if I was content.
I would have said no.
I may had a smile,
But I was breaking.
Then just as I though the world couldn't get any worse,
I had a dream.
A dream which led me to you.
Back to you.
You lifted me up high.
You made me smile,
Because I know you'll be here.
Your my special person.
You make me feel wanted, loved and most of all like I have a purpose.
I don't want to ever come down from this,
From this cloud of happiness,
In which we are both sat upon.
YOU ARE READING
Vulnerable
PoetryVolume 2 I write down my feelings. ** No one is going to read this. But it's here if you're bored and you can read this in one sitting. *Suggest reading "Invisible" my first poetry book* *its better and much more happier then the last*
