As we come up on our 7th month
i still fear the normality
of never once not being safe in your arms
though 5 of the 7 have been spent far away
i cant help but think about how
different it would be if they werent
how the talks could be as deep as our feet in the sand
as we hold hands on a walk we never got to take
or the laughs weve missed
rolling down an empty road
the bruises lost in time
from being stupid and creating something.
something worth remembering
and its not worth losing my safety
my shoulder
my smile
i'll miss a million memories now if it means one day
we can make a million more
YOU ARE READING
Heartbreak Poems
PoetryYeah love sucks but I guess it's good inspiration (I started this book in 2017 so it starts a little rough, but my writing has improved a lot over time and I like seeing the progress so im leaving the earlier work)
