But for the first time I feel
happy .
Because she reminded me
That when we're gonna meet
She would cuddle with me
And we would listen to Arctic monkeys
And she would take my hand and I would say you have such small hands
And we would laugh and cry because we finally meet
She would be in my arms
And I will be; happy, loved & safe with her right beside me.
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Tears » poetry by Anne Sofie Zaar
Poetry"I'm crying" I write With dry Eyes Cause within My soul I'm crying So loud [Trigger Warning] 2015 © GreyCigarette @ cover by GreyCigarette
