she is my universe and more.
she is my everything.
why does she stay with me?
what does she see that I cannot?
countless hours lost in tears or laughter
3 am crisis convos
faces lit up in the dark
barely suppressed giggles
I tell her everything
she is my everything
I've seen her enough times this year
to count on a single hand.
I so scared to lose her
like I've lost
everyone else.
YOU ARE READING
poetry 1.0
Poetrycan someone tell me if the world is going to be alright? = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = poetry and flash fiction by danksee © 2020
