I had nothing until I met you.
No security,
no home,
no shelter,
no love,
then you came along,
and with you came each of those things.
The security I longed for,
the home I looked so long to find,
the shelter that finally keeps me safe,
and the love I never thought I deserved.
You bring it all to me,
every last little thing I could possibly need,
I could possibly want.
You are everything,
you are my lifeline,
you are my freedom,
you are me.
I am you.
We are one.
YOU ARE READING
Self Growth
PoetryWhen it comes to my emotions, a pen and paper is all I've ever known. Dedicated to everyone who wonders, if I'm writing about them. I am. "Self Growth" is a book of original works from inside my journal's lightest and darkest pages. Many have no m...
