Its been a long time right?
I remember the day I burned you better than my own home,
But then again you are my home,
You were the place i would go to flourish
You were the place I could go to imagine
You were the first person to see through my walls of stone
You were the first person to cross the moat.
(3.16.2020)
YOU ARE READING
100 Poems for Those I Love, Loved, and Want to Love
Poetry"Dont ask me how it feels I can tell you dont care Letters like a knife It never feels fair Stars in the sky Trying to get that high Realizing that That loving is a lie." Welcome to my little book of poetry.
