I am so terrified of losing you
but at the same time
so terrified of loving you
Therefore I leave you
hanging in between
As a balloon floating
Not quite flying
Not quite falling
And I a girl too coward
To set free your red heart
[I am so sorry]
YOU ARE READING
H I M
Poesía"Blue eyes for distant Stars Honey eyes for Sunlight, We are the crashing of waves on sand Tree branches reaching for the bright sky We are where you end and I start; We were made to belong." This is a chapter in a book I am putting together. And t...
