I want to think of you as someone who I always adored.
A reason why my day gets complete through minutes of it you owned.
The man that once touched these lovely hands and let go of it in ways I wish I could forget.
YOU ARE READING
"Bleeding But Beating"
PoeziePoems, Prose, Thoughts that may capture your hearts. It may bleed but the important thing is, it still beats. Find yourself, love and let go if needed, see your smile instead.