You will never know whose inside my heart,
but if one day you'll ask me about it,
maybe my heart's content will not be you anymore.
Your Northern star,
Polaris
YOU ARE READING
YOUR NORTHERN STAR, POLARIS
Poesia" THERE'S A STORY BEHIND MY POETRY." THEY ASKED ME WHO YOU ARE, I SMILED AND SAID "HE WAS THE WORDS THAT RHYME AT THE END OF EACH LINE BEHIND MY POETRY." P O L A R I S C E I N T U R E 5-18-19
